Lucinda wanted to move on, too.
But even after six months, she still couldn’t bring herself to let go of the past. Her guilt consumed her, perhaps even more than her sorrow did.
Lucinda paused and took a deep breath to keep a wave of sadness from surging to the surface.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a familiar figure.
She would know that build everywhere…
Her breath caught in her throat, and she had to blink several times and shake her head to clear her vision. When it finally did, the man had already disappeared down the corridor.
“Nathaniel? Is that you!? Wait!”
Lucinda dashed forward to chase after him, but she didn’t know where to go.
Abel was instantly by her side, having heard her frantic shouts. He supported her just as she was about to tumble down.
“Miss Simmons, are you drunk?”
Lucinda clutched at his arm and spoke through gritted teeth.
“I am not drunk! I just saw Nathaniel. I’m sure it was him! I would never mistake him for anyone else. He’s not dead, Abel! He’s alive, and he’s here! It can’t have been anyone but him!”
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Abel froze, shocked and confused.
He took one look at his boss’ stubborn expression and sighed. He told her to wait while he checked all the private rooms lining the hallway.
In the end, he trudged back to Lucinda, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“I’m sorry, but you’ve probably made a mistake.”
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“No!” she insisted vehemently.
“It was him! It was him, I know it!
Block every entrance of this goddamn bar! I’ll inspect all the rooms myself!”
Lucinda’s eyes were red and puffy as she spoke firmly.
Abel sympathized with her, but he knew he had to be the voice of reason.
“Miss Simmons, please be rational. Mr. Roberts is buried in Forden’s cemetery. You’ve been there many times in the past six months, remember?”
Lucinda froze and suspicion crept onto her face.
Abel couldn’t hold back his tears any longer and sobbed.