Semua Bab Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Bab 771 - Bab 775

The man started, "He lived a life full of ups and downs. He tasted success and made his share of mistakes. He spent his whole life begging for forgiveness from the people he loved, and he passed away in pain. May he find peace in heaven, and may he make no more mistakes in the afterlife."Rebecca's head buzzed loudly, her ears feeling clogged. The man at the podium spoke at length, but only fragments of his words broke through the haze.When he finished, he looked up and froze at the sight of her. His face went pale as he hurried over."Becky..." He gripped her shoulders, his brows knitting tightly at her tear-streaked face.Over his shoulder, through blurred vision, Rebecca watched the mourners rise one by one and place flowers on the casket. Among them was a familiar figure—the Irish innkeeper she'd met before."Becky..." Gabriel stared into her glazed eyes, trying to pull her into a hug.She shoved him away, her voice raw. "Tell me, who's lying in that casket?"His lips parte

That afternoon, Rebecca showed up right on time for the rehearsal, carrying herself as if nothing had happened.No one knew the voice looping endlessly in her head like a haunting refrain."I've carried all the bad luck away... Your future will only hold health, joy, happiness... Becky, move forward bravely. Don't look back, okay? Becky, goodbye."When rehearsal finally ended, she collapsed onto the stage, utterly drained. In her heart, a quiet voice answered. "Goodbye, Vance. I'll keep moving forward. I won't look back."She kept that promise. After the performance, she returned home with Heather and the others.In the years that followed, she visited Ireland almost annually—sometimes in summer, sometimes in winter—but always left Dublin as soon as her activities ended.She knew a snowflake had once fallen there and vanished without a trace. So be it. Let all the karma end with that quiet snowflake, just as Vance had asked. No aftermath.Her family noticed that her sleep episod

Rebecca drifted closer to adjust his pillows so he could lie more comfortably.Vance suddenly reached out and wrapped an arm around her neck. Though faint, she could feel the pressure."I'm sorry for scaring you," he whispered into her ear.She stayed still. "It's okay."His hand went lax, and she drifted back up into the air.His voice was barely audible. "I'm fine now. You can go.""Huh?""Go back to your world. That Vance is rotten. Don't ever forgive him. I'm happy to see you today. Becky, can I call you that?""Yeah." Her eyes stung at his bitter tone.She had never felt so helpless with words. Nothing came to mind—nothing that could reach him.This was a disease that even ten years later couldn't be fixed, not to mention the medical conditions of this era. Sharp as he was, he had probably known what was wrong with him and how much time he had left."Becky, Becky..." he called out over and over, like it had magic.Her voice cracked. "I... am still here.""If you ever