In the deep of the night, Rosalie dreamt of Justin once again.
They were walking down the red carpet, filled with joy-but the next moment, a bullet pierced mercilessly through his heart, snatching his life from him. She saw him lying in a pool of blood.
She screamed and struggled with all her might, but she was helpless. Nightmares haunted her night after night.
“Justin, Justin! Don’t die! I’m begging you, don’t die! Don’t kill Justin, I’m begging you, don’t kill him, don’t! Ahhh!” Rosalie screamed as her eyes flew open.
In the next second, she found herself in a warm embrace. “Rose, I’m here. It’s just a nightmare, a nightmare.”
Although it was a nightmare, it really did happen.
Rosalie felt the warmth of his arms and burst out crying.
“I caused Justin’s death, I harmed him! If…if I made him leave, if I didn’t go to the airport to find him, he would still be alive and well. Why did I go and find him? Sebastian was right, everyone who loves me ends up in a terrible plight. I caused Justin’s death, I did!”
Rosalie hated Sebastian to the core, but she hated herself too. She had a hand in Justin’s death. She should have let him go and let him return home.
As long as he was still alive, so what if they weren’t together? All would have been fine as long as he remained alive.
She thought that everything was over. She thought that things were starting to look up with Yerick being caught, and that no one could threaten them. She didn’t expect Sebastian to kill Justin.
She was blinded by love and happiness, and ended up causing Justin’s death.
“Rose, it isn’t your fault,” Theodore said as he cupped her face in his hands, wiping her tears away. “It was all Sebastian’s doing. He was wicked enough to do those things. It had nothing to do with you. Don’t shift the blame to yourself.”
“No, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault!” Rosalie cried brokenly. “Had I let Justin leave, things wouldn’t have become like this. At the very least, he wouldn’t die. Justin… I’ll never see him again. I’ll never see him again! He left nothing behind, everything’s gone, I don’t even have his corpse. I can’t have a tombstone built for him! Oh, Justin…”
Rosalie gasped in between sobs.
Theodore’s heart broke. “Rose, you can build him a tombstone and bury him.”
“How? I don’t even have his corpse. Sebastian burnt him up and scattered his ashes!” Rosalie asked through her sobs.
“There are some bones left,”
Theodore explained. “They were dug up from the ground. Sebastian’s subordinate revealed it to us. had someone test the bones, andthey are indeed Justin’s.”
Theodore didn’t tell Rosalie about it, for fear that it might agitate her if he were to suddenly bring it up.
“What did you say? There are a few bones left?”
“Yes. That way, you can erect a tombstone for him. We can visit him often.”
“Where…where are the bones?” Rosalie asked with a trembling voice.
“Wait for me, I’ll get it right away.”
Theodore turned to leave the room. After a while, he came back with a box in hand. Justin’s bones were inside.
But when he returned to the room, Rosalie was no longer on the bed. He heard her heaving in the washroom.
Theodore rushed into the washroom and saw Rosalie vomiting into the toilet bowl.
He knelt on the ground and gently
Cherr
“Rose, do you
feel
I’ll take you to the hot
for a check.”
Rosalie’s face was pale and she was sweating profusely by the time she was done.
“Bones, where are Justin’s bones?”
“Right here,” Theodore said as he opened the box and handed it to Rosalie.
Rosalie saw the bones in the box
and touched them with trembling hands, for fear that she might
shatter them. She cried brokennet
“Justin I’m sorry… I’m sorry, it
my fault. I should have let you go. I shouldn’t have married you.”
Suddenly, her vision blurred as she fell backward.
“Rose!” Theodore grabbed the box and caught Rosalie in his arms, just in time
before she hit the ground.