Until The Last Day Novel

Chapter 2 288 Vouchers Chapter 2 Claire's POV I sat alone in the living room for a long time after dinner. When the house finally went still, I pushed my wheelchair toward the study and knocked gently. The door opened a crack. Lorenzo hurriedly ended his call and came out. "I forgot your birthday," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "To make up for it, and since our third anniversary's coming up, how about a trip? Anywhere you want." I looked up at him snow." This book had been added on your bookshelf. t to see the first His eyebrows lifted.

"Switzerland?" He laughed softly, trying to sound light. "That's a long flight, Claire. It might be too hard on you, and we' ll get snow here next month." I shook my head. It was rare for me to turn him down. I only had fifteen days left. I wouldn't live to see next month's snow. He frowned, confused. Then he nodded slowly. "Alright. I will plan a trip to Switzerland." He turned toward his desk, already pulling out his phone to make the arrangements. 1147 Chapter 2 288 Vouchers I knew he'd agree. I'd read in his diary that every time he came home after seeing Aria, his guilt grew stronger.

He always tried to make it up to me. I set a timer on my phone. A black background, white letters: DEATH COUNTDOWN 15 DAYS - When Lorenzo came back to tell me the tickets were booked, his tone was gentle, doting. "I booked the flights. We're going to Switzerland for Christmas." As he spoke, his eyes flickered toward my phone screen. Once, no matter what I was doing, he'd come over and pester me with questions, just to get my attention. Now, he had even glanced over at it, but he didn't notice. he just smiled faintly and said, "You should rest." He didn't care anymore.

Relieved that I didn't press for conversation, he walked away toward the bathroom. The sound of running water filled the silence. Maybe it was better this way. We both were tired of each other, he of pretending, and I of living under a false ignorance. In fifteen days, all of it would end. The next morning, I woke up early and opened my notebook. I drew a small heart at the top of the page and titled it:My Wish List.

I began writing: See my friends Feed the swans 18 64% 1147 Chapter 2 Have a drink Watch a sunset by the lake The list was small, but I wrote each word carefully, focusing on the events I wanted to relive or experience in my last days. Halfway through, I heard a voice behind me. "What are you writing?" Lorenzo's tone was soft, curious. "My wish list," I said without turning around. He chuckled lightly. "You used to do that when you were seventeen...." Then he stopped, almost instantly. He knew that bringing up the past was like reopening an emotional wound for me.

I turned slightly in my chair. "It's okay," I said. "I remember that list too." His shoulders relaxed. "You do?" "Yes. You helped me finish it, remember?" I smiled faintly. "Every little thing on it." He smiled, genuine for once. "Of course I remember. You wanted to take photos under the cherry blossoms, skip class to watch the sunrise, sing in the rain... Because I loved you so much. No matter what you did, I wanted to be right there with you. Having you by my side made me fearless. I even jumped off a cliff hundreds of meters high without hesitation." Chapter 2 1288 (Vouchers. He was right.

It was the time when he really was in love with me. He wanted to be with me no matter what I was doing. I watched his animated expression quietly. "It's been a while since I've seen you smile like that," When his eyes finally drifted back to me.I said softly. His smile froze. The warmth vanished from his eyes, replaced by awkwardness. He cleared his throat. "I'll help you complete this new list too." I shook my head. "No need. You have work." He looked surprised. "Claire, I-" And then his phone rang. The name flashing on the screen was hidden from me, but the way his lips curved said enough.

He turned away. "Sorry, it's work," he murmured, already smiling. Then he walked out. I sat there for a long time, staring at the open page. There was a time he'd never take no for an answer. He'd insist on being part of everything I did, whether it was silly, reckless, or impossible.He used to say, "If you fall, I'll fall with you." Now, he didn't even try to convince me. He didn't bother with empty words like "I'll be worried about you". I laughed quietly. Our love had never truly been tested; it had just withered quietly, piece by piece. Chapter 2 1286 Vouchers At the top of the page.

I added two new words:Bucket List. Right as I finished, my phone buzzed. A new message from Aria. A photo of her sitting in the passenger seat of Lorenzo's car. Her hair was tied up, sunlight spilling across her face. Once, I would've felt the pain twist deep in my chest. Now, I felt nothing. I printed the photo, as I had done with all the others, and slipped it into the drawer with my bucket list. The drawer was already full of similar provocations she'd been collecting for days. For me, death is release. But that doesn't mean I'll let them have their happy ending.

Lorenzo should've told me the truth instead of betraying me. And Aria- She shouldn't have mocked the woman she'd already stolen from. She's not the sweet, innocent girl Lorenzo described in his diary. She's cruel. Manipulative. I would be happy to let Lorenzo see her true colors. 23 19% 1143 Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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