From Mob Princess to Mugshot Photographer novel Chapter 26

Chapter 9

As Isabelle was being led away, Soren’s parents arrived.

I watched them walk up to Soren. They reached for his arm several times but retreated in the face of his ice–cold expression.

Mrs. Wilson wiped away a tear. “Soren, let the past be the past. You have to move on with life.”

Soren looked up at her as if she’d told a hilarious joke and laughed out loud.

“When you

your

made her leave me, did you ever stop to think about how I was supposed to move on?”

“Now you have your wish. She’s never coming back. So you tell me, how am I supposed to move on with my life“?”

I watched the old couple, who seemed to have aged decades overnight, help each other into the car and drive away.

Soren stayed in the town.

He bought an old house with a courtyard because it wasn’t far from the ruins.

Ryan and their friends drove out to see him, stunned to find that his hair had started to turn gray.

“Soren, come back to New York. Tessa… she wouldn’t want to see you like this.‘

I was standing right there when he said that.

I glanced at Soren, and as if sensing something, he snapped his head in my direction.

His eyes, which had been dull for so long, suddenly lit up.

He stumbled forward, his hand passing right through me.

I heard the breathless surprise in his voice.

“Did

you

hear that? Was that Tessa’s voice? I think I heard her sigh. She used to sigh just like that whenever I was late bringing her food.”

Ryan shook his head helplessly and patted him on the shoulder.

“Soren, that was just the wind in the leaves.”

“Tessa isn’t coming back. You saw it with your own eyes, when she was turned to ash.”

But Soren suddenly threw a punch, his expression one of heart–wrenching despair.

“No! I didn’t see anything! She was just sick, very, very sick.”

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Chapter 9

He rummaged through drawers and cabinets, gathering all my old pill bottles and holding up a handful for his friends to see.

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