Todos los capítulos de Her Last Wish Was My Most Brutal Lesson: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

"Nathan, what the hell is that supposed to mean?" Yvonne snarled. "Are you seriously trying to hold the wedding over my head? I already came back to play along with you. What more do you want?""I don't want anything," I said. "I'm just telling you that you don't have to pretend anymore."Yvonne's expression changed completely. She slammed her veil down on the table. "Fine! Then we're not getting married," she snapped. "The whole wedding was fake anyway. You were the one who begged me to come and pretend for Ms. Brooks' sake. Now that you've called it off, don't come crying to me and begging me to change my mind later." "Yvie, don't be so harsh," Colin chided, grabbing Yvonne's arm. Then he turned to me, frowning. "Come on, Nathan. She was a little harsh, but you know what she's like. Just apologize to her and smooth things over. Give her a little time, and this will all blow over."Every time we'd argued in the past, I had been the one to back down, whether I'd been at fault

The sound of the lock turning suddenly pulled me out of my thoughts. Yvonne was back, with Colin right behind her. The moment she stepped inside, her gaze landed on my suitcase. "Nathan, what do you think you're doing?" she asked, her expression darkening. "Ms. Brooks is critically ill, and you still have the nerve to leave just to spite me?"Colin stood behind her, his eyes widening. "Nathan, did I somehow upset you? Whatever it is, we can talk about it later."Please… don't be angry right now. You know how serious Ms. Brooks' condition is. She should be our priority."My throat felt tight. So now they remembered how important Mom was? Then why hadn't either of them answered their phones yesterday?In the end, they made me look like the unreasonable one throwing a tantrum. Colin walked over and reached for my hand, but I pulled away. "Nathan, is this because of the pictures?" he choked out, tears welling up in his eyes. "I'm genuinely sorry. I'll keep my distance from

Yvonne's gaze darted between the doctor and me. Her lips parted, but not a word came out.Tears still clung to Colin's face as he stood there, frozen in place."Are you sure?" he finally asked after a long silence, his voice trembling. "Did you make a mistake? Ms. Brooks was fine yesterday."The doctor frowned. "The patient passed away at 3:47 pm yesterday, and her family was with her the entire time. How could there have been a mistake?"Yesterday, in the late afternoon, Yvonne and Colin had been taking those pictures at the bakery. At that very moment, Mom had been clutching my hand, worry etched across her pale, weakened face. Her eyes had been fixed on the doorway. "Are Yvie and Colin almost here?"I'd lied to her again and again. From the wedding hall to the hospital, neither of them had answered their phones, not even before Mom took her final breath. Yvonne swayed, confusion and fear flashing across her face. "No… how could that be possible?" she muttered. "I call

Yvonne went deathly pale. The bouquet slipped from her hands, scattering white petals across the floor. Colin suddenly dropped to his knees. "Nathan, please let me go in. I'll beg Ms. Brooks to forgive me," he cried. "I know I was wrong. I'll do anything. Just tell me what you want.""Stop it." I looked down at him. "I can't stand the sight of you."He flinched as though I'd struck him. Tears spilled onto the floor as he tried to find the words to defend himself. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen," he explained. "That day, I was just—"Just what?" I cut in. "You just wanted Yvonne to spend the day with you? You just wanted to wear my groomsman's suit and take pictures together? Or did you just want to watch me make a fool of myself?"His mouth opened, but nothing came out. Panic flashed across his face for the briefest moment. And suddenly, I understood. Maybe Colin hadn't been completely oblivious to what he was doing. Maybe he'd simply gotten used to getting away

That night, Yvonne came looking for me like she was out of her mind. I didn't open the door, so she stood outside and called my name over and over. "Nathan, I didn't know he did it on purpose. I swear I didn't know. I thought he was just scared. I thought we'd still have time if we came a little later. But I was wrong…"Her voice grew hoarser with every word until she was barely able to speak through her tears. "Please open the door," she sobbed. "You can yell at me or hit me… Just don't shut me out."I sat completely still on the other side of the door, holding Mom's photo album against my chest. Yvonne's muffled sobs came through the door. I'd never heard her cry like that before. She'd always been proud, even when things got difficult. She would simply bite back her tears and force herself to keep going. She used to tell me that tears were useless and that all we could do was keep moving forward. But now, she was crying like a child who had been abandoned. I didn't ope