In the doorway, Laura also wept silently.

These days, she felt as devastated as Olivia.

Dylan had been Like family to her.

Holding her belly, Olivia gazed out of the French window, lost in thought.

“Edwin… I still can’t believe Dylan is gone,” she murmured.

Hearing this, Edwin found himself at a loss for words.

The likelihood of Dylan’s survival was almost nonexistent.

The site was chaotic, and despite their efforts, the rescue team found no trace of Dylan or his DNA.

The forensic expert shared their opinions but Edwin couldn’t bring himself to share that Olivia, thinking perhaps it was kinder for her to hold on to hope.

families traveled abroad for Dylan’s funeral, which was

the black coffin, there lay the soil Dylan’s mother had collected from

respects in

stood solemnly with Dylan’s portrait in her hands,

the funeral concluded, Dylan would truly

death forms, and everything associated with him would

the proceedings— she wanted to preserve every last trace of Dylan’s presence in

she would always be Dylan’s wife, the living testament

crying openly, allowing

the service, she visited the crash

searched by Edwin and Marcus for numerous times, and the spot where the helicopter

for a long

she asked Edwin to temporarily manage

once the baby was born, determined to continue

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