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Chapter 17
With Maya gone, he no longer stayed sober–only when drunk could he see Maya again in his dreams.]
Even though the Maya in his dreains still wouldn’t acknowledge him, he remained obsessed with this, missing her to the point of near madness
If death could let him see Maya, he was willing to never wake up again.[]
The butler eventually sent Connor to the hospital for stomach bleeding that nearly caused irreversible damage.]
But Connor didn’t care about treatment and even tried to drink in his hospital room behind the doctors‘ backs.
His assistant found him and, seeing his complete lack of will to live, handed him a photograph.[]
The photo showed countless pedestrians, but one figure immediately caught Connor’s attention.
He sat up abruptly and looked at his assistant. “Where the hell did you get this photo? When was this taken? Where?”
“My friend traveled to a village in the south last month. This is one of his travel photos, but I spotted Mrs. Mitchell in it and brought it over,” the assistant said. “Mr. Mitchell, maybe she really didn’t die.“[]
“I’m going to find her! I’m leaving right now!” Connor’s heart surged with emotion, hope rekindling in his lifeless eyes.
The possibility that Maya might still be alive became his only reason to keep living.[]
He had to find her and start over with her![]
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A gentle breeze swept by, cooling the heat from Maya’s body.[]
“Aunt Maya, come on!” A girl’s clear voice called from ahead. Maya looked up at the girl who had already climbed halfway up the mountain, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and walked forward with a smile.
“I’m coming! Be careful not to fall.” Maya’s voice was gentle.[]
She had been in this village for two months now and had grown familiar with many of the locals.
Thinking back to when she first arrived at this southern village, she had held her daughter’s urn as she landed in this unfamiliar place. []
The villagers had all looked at Maya with curious, appraising eyes.
Maya kept her head down as she found the house she had rented. That night, she held her daughter’s urn and didn’t sleep.]
Early the next morning, the village chief came to find Maya and told her that her application had been approved–they agreed to let her bury her daughter in their village cemetery.
Maya had discovered this cemetery while browsing online posts one day.
The poster had said that if he ever got seriously ill, he would definitely want to be buried back in the village, because their cemetery was located on a hillside with mountains in front and flowing streams between the peaks.
The cemetery was surrounded by green mountains and clear waters–you could smell flowers in spring and see maple leaves in autumn.[]
Maya had been moved by the idea then. She contacted the village chief in advance and arranged everything.[]
The next day, Maya took her daughter’s urn to the cemetery. What she hadn’t expected was that quite a few people showed up–all villagers whose relatives were also buried there.
When they heard that Maya wanted to bury her daughter there, they came to help and comfort her.[]
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“Your little one’s gonna be neighbors with our family now. It’s only right we come say goodbye to her.“]
“Don’t you worry, my dad absolutely loved kids when he was alive. He’s probably over the moon to have a little girl there with him.“]
These heartwarming words soothed the endless grief in Maya’s heart.]]
She had finally found a resting place for her daughter.
From that day on, Maya visited her daughter every day, telling her about the things happening around her–how her neighbors were a nice couple, and how she had recently started growing watermelons behind her house.
