After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage novel Chapter 60

Until one day, at a restaurant.

I ran into Luke with a woman, intimately close.

He spotted me and immediately pushed her away.

Luke stammered, seemingly trying to explain.

He fidgeted with his shirt, repeatedly grasping and releasing the fabric.

By the time he collected himself, I had already walked past.

Later, I heard Luke had dismissed all the women around him.

Even his assistant was replaced with a man.

He became devoted to charity work and adopted a daughter.

Named her Lucy.

Luke spared no expense in raising Lucy.

People speculated she must be his biological daughter.

Why else would he treat her so well?

Years passed, and Luke fell gravely ill.

By then, Lucy held most of the power in the family business.

That evening, I who hadn't dreamed in so many nights, finally had one.

I saw Luke lying in his hospital bed.

One hand exposed, riddled with IV lines.

Pale and gaunt, limply hanging over the edge.

Doctors rushed in, covering him with a white sheet.

Luke was truly gone.

I woke early to an unusually clear spring day.