Chapter137.
Then, I understood. The person who truly loved you cherished you unconditionally, flaws and all, for a lifetime.
But the one who chose to betray you, regardless of the justification, could inflict pain even while claiming love. So, Leland, in the end, we were merely a faded chapter.
Yet, as that chapter closed, I hoped you could still find some measure of happiness. After all, the proceeds from the two hospitals I had sold should have been more than sufficient for you and your newfound love to build a comfortable life. You had been, once upon a time, the person I loved most
fiercely.
Screech. The tires shrieked as the car abruptly halted outside the airport. Leland stumbled out into the night.
Even at midnight, the airport buzzed with activity, a transient stage for countless life stories unfolding.
But Leland stood aimlessly outside, adrift and uncertain. His sheer exhaustion seemed to cry out, desperate for me.”Kaylie, I’m sorry. Will you forgive me? You were the girl I raised, molded by me… you can only ever be mine.”
He retrieved a stack of beers from the trunk and sank onto the steps, starting to drink.
Not far off, a large screen flickered, broadcasting news featuring him and me.
The audio spilled across the airport, drawing curious glances and stopping passersby mid-stride.
Look at that. He raised her himself, and still, he betrayed her. Men are jerks through and through. I’m done believing in love.”
“Can you believe it? Such an incredible couple, just… gone. Wonder how many truly survive love’s poison.”
“What a shame. I know Ms. Perez; she’s quite beautiful, years younger than Leland. Alas, love!”
Amidst the hushed speculation and public heartbreak, Leland turned his face away, focusing solely on the cold bottle pressed to his lips.
Bottle after bottle, each swallow seemed to dredge up a fresh wave of memories and regret, amplifying the sorrow that already choked him.
Suddenly, his assistant, Raul, burst through the crowd, flanked by others.”Mr. Pearson, we’ve checked the manifests for all six flights. Ms. Perez isn’t on any of them. There are two passengers named Bethany Forbes, both around forty, but neither is her.”
Leland fumbled for another bottle, his mind a chaotic whirl of thoughts, and drained it in a single, desperate gulp.
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