Mark could only bow his head in resignation as the luxury car slowly drove away, refusing to chase after it or question the reason for the appearance of the man who had long since cast their lives aside.
The vehicle's departure left a thin plume of dust that mingled with the morning drizzle, erasing the last traces of his father's shadow from his sight.
Mark realized there was no point in seeking answers to the riddles of a past that had already been shattered. With a heart completely empty, he turned his limping body and walked out of the public cemetery without looking back even once. All his business in this city was finished; his mother had been buried, and he had to fulfill his promise to Luan to vanish from Celine's life without any further delay.
