I Got Married Without You

His frail and weak body trembled uncontrollably, as if struck by thunder, the pain spreading from within, permeating every inch of him. Even the tips of his fingers throbbed with an unbearable ache.

His body was too weak to stand, so he had to crawl on his palms to reach Stella. He was almost afraid to touch her, but couldn’t help but raise his hand and gently brush her face…

The icy coldness he felt confirmed what Henry, a doctor himself, quickly realized: Stella was truly gone, the woman he loved most was gone…

Henry’s face turned paler by the second, and tears poured down like raindrops on a window, uncontrollable and endless…

Not wanting anyone to see his despair, he kept his head lowered and silently, without a word, took Stella from Amelia’s hands. As he cradled her in his arms, his fingers tightened slowly, as if holding a priceless treasure, using every ounce of strength.

With his cheek pressed against Stella’s lifeless face, he softly caressed it twice, reluctantly pulling away as if afraid to apply too much pressure…

When he lowered his gaze, tears fell onto her face, right into

Stella’s empty eye sockets. The glistening tear drops remained motionless, seemingly melding with her skin, as if to say, Henry, don’t cry…

But Henry couldn’t help but cry uncontrollably, the pain in his heart causing his tear ducts to flow freely…

Henry, the man silently shedding tears, was indeed Stella’s lawyer, someone approached him and handed him a handwritten letter…

written by Stella herself, asking me to personally

at the envelope. Slowly, he extended his hand and touched the smooth surface of the paper with his fingertips, feeling as if he had touched a heavy

in his hand without immediately opening it, holding it tightly along

had given James

this time he was even more crazed than Amelia and Eva. He refused to let go of

like a statue, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, lifeless, silently watching the person

who approached, kneeling in front of Henry and patting his shoulder, saying, “Stella is going to find Erin. Don’t let

sentence, enough to make him collapse, but it was also the truth. Stella had to wait for her ashes to be scattered into the sea, drifting along with the waves, to coincidentally meet Erin,

there, leaning against the spot, and opened the envelope in his hand. As he read

to apologize to you countless

you, but I

to jail, but

seems that since I met you, I haven’t followed through with anything

brought you temporary happiness,