Orphaned Without Refuge Chapter 18

Clara's POV

That morning, I appeared in Levi's hospital room as usual.

As I turned him over, I realized something was wrong with Levi.

I stared at Levi for a long time in a daze.

"Levi."

After confirming Levi was gone, I uncontrollably collapsed to the floor crying.

Since finding Levi, I'd lived in fear every day.

He was like sand slipping through my fingers.

Whether I tried to hold on or let go, I couldn't keep him.

Afraid of being recognized by Levi, I could only stay silently by his side without speaking.

Actually, I had so much I wanted to tell him. I wanted to apologize, and I wanted to tell him I really couldn't bear to lose him.

But I no longer had the right to say these things.

After handling Levi's funeral, I went to the nursing home to visit Levi's mother once.

When Mrs. Davis saw me, she gently took my hand and said: "Clara, I'm so happy to see you. Why didn't Levi come with you today?"

"Mom, Levi's been busy with his new book recently, so he couldn't come." I answered hoarsely.

"Clara, you and Levi must remember to eat more. Look how thin you both are—you're almost unrecognizable. You both look better with more weight."

"Mom, we'll be careful."

Seeing Mrs. Davis like this, my guilt intensified.

I'd originally wanted to bring Mrs. Davis back with me, but because Levi had changed her legal guardian, I couldn't intervene in Mrs. Davis's affairs.

In the end, I could only return alone with Levi's ashes.

Not long after Levi was buried, Mason came to the company looking for me.

Because I'd recently discovered the despicable tactics he used against Levi, I'd thrown him to his debt collectors.

Seeing Mason again now, I only felt disgusted.

To this day, I can't remember how I lost Levi because of him.

I only know I'd been wantonly squandering Levi's love, because I'd always arrogantly assumed he wouldn't leave.

But life is unpredictable. In this world, no one will love someone forever.

Those who are wronged will eventually leave.

Those who turn back too late can only remain trapped in memories, punishing themselves.