The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 513

On that desperate, pitch-black night two years ago, she stood on the howling sea cliff, facing the biting wind. With freezing fingers, she dialed that number over and over again.

All she wanted was to hear his voice one last time before she died.

That phone call, which would never connect, completely severed the final thread of hope she had for him.

On that night, she used the most absolute method to end that ridiculous ten-year chase.

She buried all her love, all her hate, along with her very life, into the depths of that freezing sea.

Since he was so decisive back then, since he never left her any way out, never held onto a shred of attachment for her...

Why did he have to cross mountains and oceans to track her down in this remote, peaceful little town, clinging to her like a madman?

Why use this belated, twisted devotion to tear open the scars she had finally managed to heal?

"Nora..."

The unconscious man suddenly let out a faint murmur.

Gideon's lips parted slightly, his hoarse, cracked voice breaking the quiet of the flower shop.

He gripped her wrist tightly, pulling her hand bit by bit toward his own cheek.

He pressed his face against the back of her hand, greedily drawing the coolness from her skin.

"Don't go..."

Gideon squeezed his eyes shut, his brows furrowed in agony, trapped in a nightmare he couldn't escape.

"Don't leave me..."

A single drop of transparent liquid seeped from the corner of the man's eye, sliding down the high bridge of his nose and crashing onto the back of Nora's hand.

"It hurts..."

Like a child, he stripped away all his defenses and disguises in his delirium, exposing his most vulnerable self.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

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