Chapter 353

Emily didn't press the matter any further. Although the key had a million-dollar emerald ornament attached to it, to her, it was worthless. As long as the key was still in her possession, that was what mattered most.

Holding the key in her hand, Emily made her way upstairs. She gently inserted the key into the lock and gave it a slight twist.

The door opened with ease.

A faint scent wafted out from the room. Emily stepped inside, opened the window, and pulled back the curtains to let the warm sunlight flood the space. Instantly, the room was filled with the fresh, comforting scent of sunlight.

She lightly sprayed some perfume to freshen the air even more. This had become part of her daily routine.

Next, she meticulously checked every corner of the room, ensuring everything was in place before feeling reassured.

Although the room was already spotless, she took the broom and began cleaning again, focusing on every detail.

After finishing, Emily didn't leave immediately. Instead, she sat quietly on the bed that had once belonged to her son. She touched the surroundings and recalled the countless moments they had spent there.

This was once the place where Quintis would read stories to Nicholas. When Nicholas was upset, Emily would often sleep beside him to comfort him. The room was filled with so many wonderful memories of her child.

But all of those beautiful memories were now sealed within her heart. Read full story at find[ɴ]ovel.net

She gazed at the photo frame on the bedside table, still pristine and new, and without realizing it, tears began to fall.

In the picture, a young Emily and Quintis were embracing each other tightly, with their son Nicholas nestled between them. The little boy was hiding in his mother's arms, smiling innocently and brightly.

The three of them together-everything seemed so perfect, so harmonious.

Whenever Emily looked at this photo, her tears would fall uncontrollably. How happy their family had been? But now, all that remained was the final family portrait, the last memory of the complete family.

Emily reached out, running her fingers over the photo again and again, her tears blurring her vision. Her heart was filled with endless longing and pain.

"Nic, tell me, where are you? Do you know how much I miss you? How much I wish you could appear in front of me again, even just for one more look. I would give anything for that."

But no matter how much she called out, the only response was silence.

She opened the drawer, which was filled with memories of Nicholas' childhood. Like all mothers, she had taken many photos of him at important moments, even hiring a professional photographer to perfect them. These photos had been looked at countless times, their edges worn from handling, but Emily still couldn't help but leaf through them.

Looking at the innocent little boy in the pictures, Emily's heart swelled with endless motherly love and tenderness.

Her thoughts drifted back to the devastating earthquake that had changed everything. It happened in a small city in the Solara mainland-Perthter City.

At the time, Emily and Quintis had been planning to expand Sandalwood Group's business into the mainland and decided to take a trip to Perthter City. But they never could have imagined that this trip would turn into a nightmare for their family.

The earthquake struck with a magnitude of 7.

At the time, the family was visiting an exhibition on the second floor of the Perthter City Museum.