The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 2164

“Alright,” Romeo glanced back at Arabella, a silent gesture that he would take Grandpa home first.

Arabella nodded in understanding.

“Bella,” at that moment, Cathy’s eyes were red and brimming with tears, her voice quivering as she clutched Arabella’s hand. “My parents almost got you and your parents killed. I’m so sorry.”

“They’ve already apologized,” Arabella said, comforting the young girl with warmth in her voice. “You didn’t know anything about it, Cathy. It’s not your fault.”

“But they.”

“That is the grudge of their generation. It has nothing to do with us. Our bond will not change.”

Arabella’s words made Cathy burst into tears again. “I’ll come visit you again in a few days.”

“That would be lovely,” Arabella’s warm and kind smile made Cathy unable to resist hugging her and crying out, “You’re so good, sis. My parents hurt you, kept you away from your own family for years, yet you forgive them so easily. If only I had a time machine, I’d be the first to go back and stop them.”

But there were no time machines in real life, and her parents’ mistakes couldn’t be undone.

“You go on and take Grandma and Grandpa home,” Arabella said, patting her back. “Everything will get better.”

Cathy cried even harder.

“We’ll come see you again soon, sis,” Luna added, her eyes also red.

Arabella wiped away Luna’s tears, then turned to Jeffery and handed him a tissue from the table. “Next time, come with smiles.”

The three of them managed to laugh through their tears, nodding and looking back repeatedly as they left.

Finally, someone in the cell was woken by the noise and threw something at her impatiently.

“Damn it, will you ever stop? Mourning or what!”

Startled, Serena clapped her hands over her mouth, letting tears fall silently, not daring to make another sound.

Days later, Arabella went to visit Beverly.

“Auntie, the outside world and the poems are just as you said – full of surprises,” Arabella shared. “Romeo and I thought it was important for both our families to read it too. But as you know, even the most beautiful scenery eventually becomes part of the past.”

Beverly’s tears welled up as she listened; finally, it had become the past, finally no more days of living in fear.