Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 1015

Natalie felt slightly ticklish but didn’t push him away. “All right, then.”

 

She shut her eyes and yawned wearily.

Seeing that, Shane asked, “Feeling tired?”

“Yeah. I’ve been busy attending to Harrison’s matters these few days and haven’t been getting much rest.” Natalie’s voice sounded worn out.

Shane patted her back. “Go ahead and get some sleep, then. I’ll be right here, keeping you company.”

 

“Okay.” A smile graced her lips. She soon fell asleep, her arms still wrapped around his waist.

Seeing that she was fast asleep, Shane scooped her into his arms and tucked her into bed.

The next day was Susan’s execution day, as well as the day of Harrison’s funeral.

The weather was rather gloomy, creating an unsettling and depressive atmosphere.

 

Clad in a long black dress with a white rose pinned to her chest, Natalie stood before the break room window with a glass of juice in her hand, watching the funeral guests with a calm gaze.

“Nat,” came Jared’s voice from behind her.

She spun around. “What’s up?”

“Shane asked me to see what you’re up to,” Jared answered with a smile.

 

pinned on his front pocket. Even though his lips were curved into

here. What about him?” she asked, sipping her

with him, and he’s caught up in a discussion with a collaborator, so he asked me to come for you. It’s about time, Nat. Harrison’s—I mean, Dad’s—ashes should be loaded

it was indeed time to leave.

let

that, he went

came in with

for her

in a low voice when he noticed her slightly

I haven’t cried, although I do feel quite

not shed a

their grandfather and thus did not feel so grieved that they wanted

went for

on, let’s get into the car.” Shane pulled

nodded, following him to the

later, they

holding Harrison’s ashes, while Natalie,

over in no time, and the tombstone

left one by one,

as she gazed at the brand new tombstone carved with

beside her, Jared remained wordless as

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