True Love Waits novel Chapter 463

Kasie didn't utter another word on their way to the cemetery.

She was immersed in her own thoughts, wondering if Emmett would blame her for marrying another man. But she was happy, and she had to tell him.

On arriving at the parking lot, Ivan braked and slowly came to a stop. He came around to the passenger side, and helped Kasie out of the car. Together, they opened the trunk to grab the bouquet of chrysanthemum. He already had it arranged and tied.

The tranquil cemetery was located on a hillside in the suburbs. It was a beautiful place—stunning scenery, fresh air. And few people would come at this hour.

Kasie's heart pounded faster with each step they took. Each step brought them closer to Emmett's grave. Suddenly, she grabbed hold of Ivan's hand and stood still, reluctant to take one more step. In a sad voice, she asked, "What if he gets mad?"

Ivan put his hands on her shoulders, leaned in, and gently kissed her forehead. "I don't think so. He'll be so glad to see you happy."

She nodded lightly, took a deep breath and continued walking forward.

On the third gravesite of the third row

A tall man in a black suit jacket stood solemnly in front of Emmett's gravestone.

His eyes were red as memories of the past flooded his mind. "Emmett, old friend...I haven't been here in awhile. I'm sorry. I haven't been...myself. I'll come more often and we'll share a glass or three." He took the bottle he held and poured a glass. He stared at it for a bit, and finally downed it. "They told me things," he continued in a hoarse voice. "They told me about the accident, how the truck driver was exhausted, and it was one big fluke. We both know that's bullshit. Rest in peace, Emmett. I'll find the truth and take revenge for you!"

Carlos squatted down in front of the gravestone. He poured some of the limited edition liquor out at the graveside, as if pouring a glass for Emmett. "I didn't do right by Debbie, either, if that helps any. I promise I'll take better care of both of you. I hope that you have a better time in the other world than you had here..."

A gust of fresh wind blew just then, the fragrance of liquor mingled in the air. He stared at Emmett's black and white picture—he was still the same young, handsome and jolly guy.

Carlos had stayed there for an hour before he finally left.

Five minutes after he left, Ivan and Kasie reached Emmett's grave.

They both were surprised when they saw a bouquet of flowers on the grave. The faint smell of the liquor told them that someone had been here just a few minutes before. 'I wonder who that was?'

But Kasie didn't give it much thought. The moment her eyes landed on Emmett's picture, tears blurred her vision. "Emmett..." she sobbed. She pressed her lips tightly together to stifle the cries, but to no avail. The weeping sound escaped her lips and the sobs racked her body.

Ivan put the flowers down, arranging them nicely in front of the gravestone. Then with his eyes on Emmett's photo, he held onto the crying girl and said sincerely, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhong. I'm sorry we have to meet this way. I'll be Kasie's husband soon. I love her. And your blessing would mean a lot to us..."

Kasie wiped off her tears and squatted down in front of the photo. With trembling hands, she stroked his picture and said between sobs, "Emmett... I'm sorry. I'm getting married... I want to marry Ivan. Don't get mad, please. Would you bless us?"

She stopped to catch a little breath, and then continued, "My love, I was going to stay single. I'd accepted it. I didn't think I could love anyone else other than you. But, I'm sorry... I fell in love with Ivan. Are you disappointed with me? I really hope I can get your blessing... Emmett, please forgive me, can you?"