My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 824

"I just remembered I have something urgent to go over with Marcus. I can’t put it off—it’s about the meeting. I completely forgot. I’ll talk to my father and the doctor to reschedule our appointment. Just give me until noon, okay? This is really important."

Before she could respond, I turned toward my study. But something made me glance back at her.

"Mary… Do you want to come with me to Valeria? If we leave at a good time, we’ll get there early for the meeting."

"But, Peter… You hate driving at night."

"We wouldn’t come back tonight. We’d stay at the apartment in Valeria."

"Oh! That sounds good. We could also buy some things for the baby."

"Exactly. Let me make a few calls, and then I’ll join you for breakfast. Everything smells amazing. By the way… where’s your loud and crazy friend?"

"Aurora?"

"Yeah."

"She’s in the back garden. And please, don’t bother her. Remember what happened last time? You were the one who ended up losing."

"Mmm…" I hummed, not responding because—truthfully—I didn’t remember what the hell she was talking about.

I headed to my study and called the gynecologist first. Thank God, there was an open slot at exactly 12:00 PM. That gave me just enough time to put my plan in motion.

This time, I wouldn’t leave Mary alone. I already knew how this day ended, and I refused to let her go through it alone.

I had to admit something, though—

Twice now, I had tried to kiss her. And both times, something inside me stopped me.

It felt wrong.

Like I’d be committing a crime.

Why?

Because of Celeste.

She was my life. My world.

At least… that was what I remembered and felt.

But was any of it real?

Now it was time to call him.

I already knew what was coming—he was going to lose his mind. But I needed time. I needed every second I could get to set things right.

I gripped the phone tightly as I heard his familiar voice.

"Father…"

Just saying that word made me feel sick.

Now, I knew the kind of man he was.

I knew he killed my mother.

I knew he never confessed where he had hidden her body.

And that knowledge burned inside me. It ate away at me.

But I couldn’t say anything.