Chapter 10
Nicholas stuck by my side for a whole week. He wouldn’t eat or drink anything, didn’t sleep at all, and never left me for even a second.
It wasn’t until Vincent broke in that Nicholas finally started to come around a bit.
“Nic, let Carol rest in peace.”
But Nicholas just kept shaking his head. “Carol isn’t dead. Look, she’s still smiling at me.”
Vincent punched him right in the face. “Nicholas! Have you forgotten what Caroline wanted? Everything she did was so you could live
your life!”
Tears were streaming down Nicholas‘ face. “I’m not living now?”
Vincent pulled out a mirror and held it up to him.
“Carol would never want to see you like this!”
Nicholas suddenly lit up as if struck by inspiration. “Oh, right! I need to take a bath, fix my hair, and change my clothes.”
He rushed around in a panic, busying himself in the bathroom.
Seizing this chance, Vincent sent me off to the crematorium.
Just when I was about to be cremated, Nicholas came running over to stop it.
“Carol! No one’s gonna hurt my Carol!”
“Nicholas, get a grip! Carol is already gone. If you keep holding on like this, you’re just making it harder for her to find peace!”
Nicholas looked completely crushed. It was like his spirit had been drained away. He fell heavily onto the ground.
After I was cremated, Vincent scattered my ashes into the sea, just like I’d asked him to do once before.
Nicholas tried everything he could to stop him.
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But Vincent said, “You don’t get to say that. You’re not innocent.”
He thought about everything I’d been through since we got back together.
The insults, the beatings, the bullying, all the pain.
I lost Buttercup and even my mom’s ashes.
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Nicholas couldn’t do anything to defend himself. He just watched in despair as Vincent scattered my ashes into the sea.
From that day on, he went to sit by the sea every single day, talking to me calmly.
“Ariana didn’t want to go to jail, so she took her own life.
“She had it coming, right?
“I wanna die too, but I know I have to stick around.
“Because I don’t have the right to die.”
Nicholas stuck by my side like this, day in and day out, no matter rain or shine.
So, when Nicholas turned 86, he dozed off by the sea and never woke up again.
His last words before leaving this world were. “Carol, we won’t get another chance to meet again, will we?”
He died in despair.
It turned out that the worst kind of hatredwaswhen youweremeant to meet butnot meant to betogether.
No matter what grudges our ancestorshad hadwith each other, by the time itgotto us, everything had finally fadedaway.
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