Chapter 1350:
He had been a murderer, guilty of multiple killings, and he would likely face execution.
Davina had finally avenged her mother. Yet instead of peace, she now drifted in a sea of memories, her purpose gone.
“Don’t dwell on it too much. It’s been so long. Your mom wouldn’t want you trapped in sadness—she’d want you to live well,” Christina said gently, patting her back infort.
“Do you think my mom mes me? If I could’ve saved her back then… would she still be alive?” Davina’s voice broke as tears filled her eyes.
Her words came out in sobs. For so long, revenge had fueled her, hatred burning hot enough to keep her alive. Now that it was over, she felt hollow—adrift without direction.
The thought haunted her endlessly. If only she had been able to save her mother… perhaps things would have been different. This thought gnawed at her from within, leaving her breathless with guilt.
The moment of vengeance had brought temporary satisfaction, but afterward came nothing but emptiness and unrelenting regret. If only she could have rescued her mother from the Murray family’s cruelty…
Christina wrapped her arms around her, holding her close as Davina buried her face against her shoulder.
“Promise me, Davina. Stop tormenting yourself with what-ifs. The past is gone, and we can’t change it. Imagining different endings will only wound you more. What matters now is the present. Don’t let guilt weigh you down—it’ll only make your mother worry about you even more.”
Christina loosened her grip, then raised both hands to hold Davina’s face firmly.
Her eyes were steady, cold with rity but warm with resolve.
“Davina,” she said, her voice low andmanding, “pull yourself together. You still have me. Your life was saved by me, so I won’t allow you to throw it away. The past—your mother walked that path with you. From today onward, I will be the one walking beside you. I won’t let you give up on yourself.”
Davina’s breath hitched. The lifelessness in her eyes flickered, as if a spark had been reignited.
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She choked back a sob. “Christina, I don’t want to be like this… but I can’t stop it. What’s wrong with me? Am I sick?”
“Cry,” Christina whispered, stroking her cheeks softly. “Let it out. Every drop of pain in your heart—just cry it out.”
Davina broke downpletely. Her tears fell like rain as she threw herself into Christina’s arms.
She had thought revenge would set her free. She believed that once Terence was gone, she could finally move on.
But instead, she found herself trapped again—haunted by the same memories she wanted so desperately to forget. Over and over, she med herself. If only she had been more careful… if only she had noticed Terence’s intentions sooner… maybe her mother would still be alive.
Those thoughts wrapped around her like chains, dragging her into darkness. The world she once loved now felt gray and lifeless.
Through her sobs, she whispered, “Christina, do you think there’s life after death? That maybe our loved ones cane back somehow?”
Christina was silent for a long time before answering softly, “Who knows? The universe holds more secrets than we can imagine.”
Maybe life and death were just part of arger pattern. Neither of them believed in gods or ghosts, but sometimes… hope was the only thing that kept them breathing.
Maybe believing in something beyond this world was a kind offort—a fragile thread that stopped their hearts from breakingpletely.
Davina cried in her arms for a long time. Christina stood there, motionless, until her legs went numb.
The more someone was loved, the harder it was to face losing them. Christina understood that better than anyone.
Once, in a time of blood and chaos, she had a dearest friend. That girl had been cold on the surface, harsh even, but deep down she had a heart that burned bright. And in the end, she gave her life to save Christina.
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