Chapter 97 COINCIDENTAL MEETING 2

Tearing my gaze away from him, I shifted my gaze on Dylan's grave and knelt on the ground to clear the dry leaves scattered in front of his tombstone. While doing so, my mind prayed non stop for my ex-husband to leave immediately. Just knowing he was standing only a few meters away from me was enough to fill me with unease and discomfort. Unless he leaves, I will never feel an inner peace.

Heaving a sigh, I forced myself to forget he was here but it only proved to be useless. Just like my favorite song's lyrics goes, 'forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met.’ I finally stopped trying. Instead, my eyes traced the name written on the tombstone. Like it always does whenever I saw the name deeply carved into it, a heavy weight fell on my chest.

It's been years since Dylan died and yet I still wished he was here with me. I missed him so much that it hurt like hell thinking I'll never hold him in my arms again.