Chapter 189

Seraphina didn’t linger in Leandro’s arms for long

The pain from the past suddenly resurfaced, and she could no longer run from it. She had to face it.

She had always been good at controlling her emotions.

She quickly pulled herself away from Leandro’s embrace, took a seat, and just stared at the big screen, letting the tears silently roll down her cheeks.

When Leandro reached out to her again, Seraphina calmly dodged him.

Leandro’s suit and shirt were still damp. It had only been a few hours, and because of Betty, she had lost control and cried twice.

But he knew it wasn’t enough.

The pain of loss couldn’t be released by crying twice.

After many photos and a few videos of Betty played on the big screen, Leandro hit the pause button.

Initially engrossed in the screen, Seraphina suddenly stopped and turned to look at Leandro.

Her eyes were full of undropped tears, filled with confusion and anticipation.

There was still hope, and that was good.

Leandro knew he couldn’t let the slideshow play to the end. If it did, it would mean Betty’s short life had ended.

As long as it didn’t finish, it meant they were still reminiscing, giving the illusion of hope, as if Betty was still alive.

sometimes an illusion of

watch it next time,” Leandro

paused on a photo of Betty eating, her face smeared with food because she hadn’t quite mastered using

big screen. It took her a while to murmur, “I want to sit

gaze was cloudy yet distant. “Alright”

turning to leave once Seraphina looked at him.

at his retreating figure, Seraphina

Was this Leandro?

never seen this side of him before–not seven years ago, not now

his own way just said “alright to her?

screen when suddenly she heard Keen’s exclamation from outside,

room closed, muffling any further

Seraphina stayed put

if she were back in the past, back

silently recalling those buried memories as if

to the multimedia room opened again, and someone slowly walked over

Seraphina saw

stared at the face on the screen. After a while, he sighed lightly and said,

the tears

at her, reaching out to gently wipe away

her arm, trying

for a while before saying, “Modern technology is really great, able

great about it?” Seraphina’s voice was a little hoarse as

a few black and white photos, low quality and hard to preserve. Like your grandmother, she only left a dozen photos, and two of them were damaged. Sometimes when I look at those photos, I don’t quite remember how she used to be, always smiling

still gone, Seraphina said, looking away

pain of loss? Think about the joy you

her legs, not responding

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