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The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 421

The conversation in the foyer drifted into Nora's ears, word for word.

Today was the day he brought Giselle home.

Gideon remembered this date perfectly. In his mind, it should have been a day worth commemorating, the starting point of their lives together as family.

Now, it had turned into the anniversary of Giselle lying alone in a cold grave.

Nora closed her eyes, the image of Gideon's ashen, hollow face flashing through her mind.

She parted her chapped lips, gasping for the stifling air. Every breath she took was accompanied by a tearing pain from the very depths of her heart.

She was so tired.

The fractured bones in her ten fingers throbbed constantly with a bone-deep, agonizing ache, aggravated by the low atmospheric pressure of the rainy weather.

Nora's pregnancy symptoms were also becoming more pronounced.

The little bit of bland food she managed to force down every day would soon be violently expelled by the churning acid in her stomach.

Because its mother was constantly engulfed in despair, malnutrition, and severe emotional turbulence, the new life—only a few weeks old—frequently sent sharp, sinking twinges through her abdomen.

She spent most of her days huddled at the foot of the bed in a daze, recalling the torrential rain in the alley ten years ago, and the scenes from their wedding three years ago.

Those memories she had once cherished as treasures had now transformed into poisoned blades, slicing through her nerves piece by piece.

An endless exhaustion wrapped around her.

The crushing weight of her guilt had become an insurmountable mountain.

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