Chapter 689
“Can I help you, Miss?” the priest asked.
Just then, the bell wasn’t scheduled to be rung at this hour, yet for some reason, the deep peal of a church bell echoed through the grounds.
Rebecca paused, feeling as though she’d been transported back to the stone–burying day. The bell’s soft tones had hung in the air just like now, and the low murmur of prayer had filled the halls.
“Sir,” she said softly. “If I told you I came here ten years from now, would you believe me?”
The priest was holding a broom, his eyes seeming to see right through to the core of all human troubles. He didn’t look even a little surprised by her almost unhinged words, only smiling gently. “Have you run into some unsolvable problem?”
“There’s someone I can’t find anymore, but he’s still here,” she mumbled, unsure if the priest could even understand her rambling, nonsensical words.
The priest maintained his smile. “Miss, everyone has their own destiny. He is where he is meant to be.”
“You mean…” Rebecca’s voice started to tremble.
“His path is his own choice.” The priest’s expression was full of warmth. “You don’t need to cling so tightly.”
“But…” Rebecca couldn’t accept this. “But I need to find him. I need to…”
“And when you find him, what will you do?” said the priest.
Rebecca was stunned, having never thought of that.
Ever since she’d found out the hard truth, she’d been panicking nonstop. All she could think about was finding Vance. She’d never stopped to think about what she’d do afterward, not even what she’d say to him.


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