Chapter 33

By the time Gina opened his eyes again, it was already half a month later.

Lash feathers lightly stirred to slowly lift her eyelids, and the first thing the awakened woman did was twist her head to the side, searching for the figure of the man she had missed so much.

However, she only saw Anthony's sorrowful and lustful face.

The last hope was shattered, the last string of faith that held her together completely snapped, and although she was prepared for it, the immense grief overwhelmed her so completely that she didn't even have a chance to struggle in her dying breath.

Turning his head away, tears scrambled silently out of his eyes, soaking the pillow.

Gina knew that Aaron, was never going to come back.

In Roxbury of Boston, there is a small mountain village that is almost isolated from the rest of the world. There are no roads here at all.

On the hill behind the school in the mountain village, Gina was sitting on the ridge with a book in his hand.