Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2057

Back in the day, Lambert had a sanctuary, a place that anchored him to this world. Every day, he would slip into the memorial chapel, sit quietly in the pews, and whisper his deepest thoughts to her memory.

But now, even that small comfort was slipping away.

His heart belonged to a woman a world away, warming the bed of another man.

"Destiny plans these things for a reason," Estelle said, her voice a soothing balm. "It wants you to move on. Why fight it? Find a girl you like and settle down."

Lambert let out a self-deprecating chuckle. "Seems even less likely now!"

Estelle looked at him earnestly. "Think of me as a mismatch, totally not your type. That'll help you forget me faster."

Lambert shot back, his voice raw with emotion, "But I like that you're not my type."

Estelle was speechless.

His resolve hardened. "If he ever lets you down, I swear I'll come for you. Wait for me."

"It won't happen!" Estelle declared with unwavering certainty. "I must be going now."

Lambert took a deep breath, the words heavy on his lips, "Safe travels."

With a slight nod, Estelle turned and walked towards Jonathan, who was waiting for her.

Lambert didn't follow. He just stood there, in the corridor, watching her retreating figure until she was swallowed by the distance, got into the car, and left his world behind.

He had been intrigued by Estelle from the moment he saw her take down a few thugs who were hassling Evelyn with such finesse. Maybe it was because she reminded him of Stella.

Both were bold and upright, cool on the outside but warm-hearted and pure within.

They even shared a love for sweets and chocolate.

Gradually, he fell for Estelle, never imagining that she and Stella were one and the same.

The realization filled him with joy, but it came with the bitter knowledge that she now loved another.

As they flew over the patchwork of fields, Estelle glanced down and saw that old watchtower, and beside it, a wolverine looked skyward.

She waved goodbye to her first friend since arriving at the Citadel.

"What is it?" Jonathan leaned over, curious.

By then, the watchtower was out of sight, nothing but the endless fields visible.

Estelle just smiled. "Nothing!"

She was going home, and she couldn't wait.

At Velocity Vista Airport, Mark and his entourage waited, their presence prompting a tight security perimeter and drawing a curious crowd, all wondering which VIP was gracing them today.

The group made their way through the VIP lane, entered the terminal, and boarded the private jet to J City, C Country.