"Don’t worry..." Rosalynn extended an arm and gently hugged Paige.
How did she get through it all those years ago? She had exhausted all her options and had no choice but to press forward.
They say the death of a loved one is a lifelong pain in the soul. Had she ever really moved on?
When Baillie heard the news, she dropped everything and came right back.
Rosalynn returned to her home alone.
Hilaria had already gone to bed.d2
Standing in the vast living room, she suddenly missed the small apartment she once shared with Wayne.
On impulse, she headed back to the elevator, got in her car, and drove to the apartment.
The cleaner still came at regular intervals, so the place was spotless.
It was now past three in the morning.
Exhausted, Rosalynn eyed the neatly folded blanket on the couch, walked over, yanked it over herself, and curled up on the couch. She fell asleep almost immediately.
Winter was bitterly cold. She recalled the chilly days spent here with Wayne.
Too much time had passed, and too many things had happened.
Rosalynn realized she was gradually forgetting Wayne's flaws. The grudges she thought she could never let go of somehow faded over time.
She had once believed those grievances would haunt her for life, even if she had accepted Wayne back into her life.
She slept deeply, yet tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
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