Chapter 482 Chapter 482
?Rosa's heart shattered into a million pieces as the reality of Tiffany's dire condition sank in. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over. She couldn't bear the thought of losing her dear daughter. Despair consumed her, making it difficult to accept the devastating news.
Her husband was dead and now her daughter was about to follow suit. She couldn't bear the thought. The thought of a lonely life nudged at her threatening to drive her mad. She decided then that she would die as well as there was no point in living anymore. She had nothing else to live for. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Her thoughts went back to the day she let Reeves leave her. She should have stopped him; she should have gone with him. Her chances of survival were pretty slim, but it would have been a kinder fate.
She turned to Nexus, her eyes filling up with unshed tears. "Why didn't you save her?"
Nexus staggered back, surprised at the question. The pain of a mother was evident in her eyes and Nexus knew that no amount of explaining would do it.
He lowered his head, and his expression grew sober. Rosa charged angrily at him; her rage evident in her eyes. "You should have done something."
Just then, Crystal cut in front of her, protecting her lord. She held Rosa with a single hand and gave her a warning glare. "Stay back."
As Rosa struggled to hold herself together, her mind became a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts. Memories of their laughter-filled adventures and shared secrets flooded her mind, intensifying the pain she felt. She couldn't imagine a world without Tiffany's vibrant presence.
Rosa's tear-filled eyes met Abby's, a mix of confusion and curiosity shining through. "Abby, how can you say that? After everything that has happened, how can you let go of the hatred and pain?"
Abby took a deep breath, her voice filled with a quiet determination. "Rosa, I've carried the burden of anger and resentment for far too long. I've seen how it can tear families apart and leave scars that never heal. I don't want that for you or anyone else. It's time to break these chains of hate and find a way to move forward."
Rosa's expression softened as she listened to Abby's heartfelt words. "But how, Abby?" Rosa was having a hard time believing that the daughter of Dracula would be kind enough to save the daughter of a man that had killed her parents.
Abby reached out, gently placing her hand on Rosa's trembling shoulder. "The philosopher's water was Dracula's legacy and he'd hoped that one day, if I was ever in a grave situation, it would save my life. But I want to correct his wrong doings."
As Rosa looked into Abby's eyes, she saw a glimmer of hope, a flicker of possibility. The weight of the past still lingered, but in that moment, a seed of change had been planted. She was moved by how wise Abby was.
Even Nexus couldn't hide the smile that crossed his features. Abby was a much braver girl than they gave her credit for, and his heart soared at the thought. He was proud of her.
Rosa's heart pounded in her chest as she mustered up the courage to take a step forward. With each stride, her mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions. The room fell silent, as if time had frozen, and all eyes were fixed upon Rosa and Abby.
As Rosa reached Abby's side, she slowly lowered herself to her knees, her movements deliberate and reverent. The weight of her actions settled upon her, a profound symbol of respect and admiration. The hush in the room grew thicker, as everyone held their breath, captivated by the unfolding moment.
Rosa's hands trembled slightly as she reached out to gently clasp Abby's small, delicate hands. Their eyes met, and in that instant, a profound connection was forged. It was a connection that transcended age, background, and circumstance.
Rosa's respect for Abby was profound.
Tears welled up in Rosa's eyes as she spoke, her voice quivering with a mix of humility and awe. "Abby, your kindness and generosity have touched my soul in ways I can't even begin to express. You possess a wisdom and purity of heart that surpasses your years. In this moment, I kneel before you, not as a gesture of submission, but as a testament to the profound impact you've had on us all."