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To save the kidnapped fake heiress Grace, my boyfriend, the rescue team leader, handed me over without hesitation.
Knowing full well that I had a hefty bounty on my head from the rebels and that sending me over would likely be a death sentence, Nolan didn't hesitate for a second.
The kidnappers said they'd release me once the ransom was paid, but my birth parents, resenting me for causing the fake heiress to suffer a few extra days, insisted I should endure some hardship and refused to pay.
Left with no choice, I could only pin my hopes on my childhood sweetheart Kael, who was coming to the rescue.
But a week later, when I had been tortured beyond recognition, I learned that my boyfriend and childhood sweetheart were throwing a lavish birthday party for Grace at their base camp.
The militant leader saw it as a provocation and had my organs harvested, then threw my naked body onto the street.
In the moment of my bitter death, I was reborn.
This time, I dared not have any expectations. After ensuring my survival, I erased my identity and went into hiding under an assumed name.
But when my boyfriend and childhood sweetheart learned the truth, they gave up everything and spent seven years searching desperately for me.

Love Hides In the Dust And Smoke

Carnations are beautiful too, I love them, and River loved them as well.


I thought for a long time before slowly beginning to speak, gradually recounting our past together.


Finally, I placed the carnations in front of that gravestone.


Looking back, I saw a sea of nameless tombstones covering the hillside.


I unfolded our wedding photo album and smiled as I spoke to my River:


"This lifetime is too short, it's not enough."


"In our next life, let's meet earlier. You'll come pursue me, and I'll say yes. We'll be the most ordinary married couple in the world, growing old together from youth to old age."


In the photo, River's eyes were crinkled in a smile, as if agreeing with me.


Chapter 11