Chapter 12 Calvin and toge
trok. A mix of distiet and raw pain flashed in their eyes as they
from
Calvin’s hands trembled as he slowly lifted the white sheet. The face before him was burned beyond recognition, yet the faint traw of Sartes features remained
he
Tears sprang to Calvin’s eyes immediately, and his voice cracked “Scarlett Scarlett… How did this happen. How could this happen. We weren’t even merried yet. You promised you’d marry me. You didn’t wait for me to make you me
Eugene’s body shook slightly, his fingers clutching the white shent so tightly his knuckles
In his eyes was a deep, burning sorrow and regret, his voice rough and strained. “Scarlett, this is my fault. I got here too late..”
The air was thick with the acrid stench of charred remains, and the sunlight hitting the wreckage blinded Eugene and Calvin with its unforgiving glare.
It was as if a blade had been driven through their hearts, the agony so suffocating it robbed them of breath. They stood there, staring at the destruction as though time had frozen.
It felt as if Sarlett’s voice still echoed in their cars, heavy with despair. “This is my heartfelt apology for Sharon. Are you happy now?”
Calvin and Eugene stood in a daze before the ruins, their vacant gazes fixed on the charred body. Their minds were numb, struggling to accept the cruel reality that Scarlett was gone.
Firefighters were packing up their gear around them, slowly clearing the scene. But Calvin and Eugene remained rooted to the spot as if frozen.
It wasn’t until the last firefighters had left and the area fell into a heavy, suffocating quiet that Calvin and Eugene finally stirred, as though emerging from a nightmare.
They crouched slowly, gazes fixed on the body before them, unrecognizable and cold.
Calvin’s hands trembled as he gently lifted Scarlett’s lifeless body, cradling her as though afraid to cause her any more harm.
Eugene stood beside him, eyes filled with sorrowand regret. He reached out, his fingers brushing against Scarlett’s hair, his lips quivering as if he had something to say, but the words
never came.
With Scarlett’s body in their arms, they began the long walk back to the manor. Each step felt like a blow to their souls, the pain cutting through them with relentless sharpness.
Swain Manor was weighed down with too many memories for Eugene. Before Sharon was
found, he had shared this place with Scarlett.
In those days, whenever guilt and griet over sharon’s disappearance consumed her, it was Scarlett who comforted him with her soft voice and warm endre
There had been times when Eugene found himsel haunted by the memory of Sherron’s disappearance. He’d wake up from the nightmare soaked in cold sweat, is fare stroded with
tears.
The noise brought Scarlett rushing to his room. eing, Eugene in such torment, her heart
ached for him.
She lowered herself gently onto the edge of his bed, reached out to pull him into her arms, and whispered, “Eugene, don’t let it get to you Shazon’s out there somewhere, safe, Mee one day, she’ll come back to us. And no matter what happens, I’m here for you. I’m your siste too, remember?”
Scarlett’s words slowly eased the weight on Eugene’s chest. He held onto her tightly like the was the only thing keeping him grounded.
At another point, Eugene faced a huge setback in his business, and his company was on the brink of collapse. He grew gaunt and withdrawn, locking himself away in his room, and refusing to eat or speak.
Scarlett was deeply worried and did everything she could to comfort him.
She’d made his favorite meals and brought them to his room, saying softly, “Eugene, I made this for you. It’s your favorite. Please, just try a little. It’s okay to be struggling, but we’ll get through this together. I know you can make it.”
Eugene
looked into Scarlett’s kind eyes, and a sense of relief washed over him. He took the food and began eating, a little feluctantly at first.
With Scarlett’s encouragement and unwavering support, Eugene found the strength to rise above it, and in the end, he managed to pull through the crisis.
For Calvin, Swain Manor held just as much significance.
He could still remember the first time he’d come here with Eugene to hang out, and the moment he saw Scarlett, his heart had inexplicably skipped a beat.
At that time, Scarlett had been dressed in white, moving with the grace of a butterfly, quietly making her way into his heart.
When Scarlett caught sight of Calvin, she flashed him a sweet smile and said, “Hi, Calvin.”
Her radiant smile made him feel carried away by her.
From that day on, Calvin found himself making excuses to stop by Swain Manor, just to catch another glimpse of Scarlett. It was here they’d exchanged looks, locked eyes, held hands, shared hugs, and even kissed.
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Now, those memories surged back like an uncontrollable tide, and it felt as though Calvin’s and Eugene’s hearts had been torn open by a razor sharp blade, the pain so intense it left. them struggling to breathe.
Eugene’s fingertips brushed against Scarlett’s cheek, his voice low and husky. “Scarlett, I’m so sorry. I was wrong, I should never have treated you like that…”
Calvin sank to his knees beside the couch, his eyes filled with remorse. “Scarlett, didn’t we promise to spend our lives together? That I’d love you forever, that I’d always cherish you? Please, just wake up. Open your eyes and look at me, please?”
Guilt slammed into them like an unyielding wave, their voices cracking under the weight of their pain.
Eugene and Calvin remained on their knees beside Scarlett’s lifeless form for three full days, refusing to eat or drink, as though enduring this self–imposed torment could make their regret a little easier to bear.
Olivia tried to get them to leave more than once, but it was as if they didn’t even hear her. They simply stayed there, their apologies pouring out endlessly.
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