Her life had been intertwined with York's across two lifetimes.
From lovers to adversaries, and then, in a strange twist of fate, they were brought close once more.
York never married.
Under the guise of a childhood friend who was like an older brother, he treated her parents as his own.
He loved her younger brother as if he were his own, helping him establish a company and secretly supporting him from the shadows.
In less than a decade, he had elevated the Watkins family to one of Capital City's eight most prominent families, turning her brother into the youngest entrepreneur in the city.
York even treated her two children as if they were his own flesh and blood.
He paved a path of starlight for her daughter, spoiling her into a true princess.
To save her son, he had sustained a hideous, twenty-centimeter scar on his back that remained to this day.
Her son revered York as he would his own father.
For her happiness, he had even been willing to risk his life to save Gideon.
She would never forget the third year after her son was born.
A war had broken out in Rhoderia, and Gideon, personally overseeing the hospital, had gone there.
Every day, she watched the international news with a knot in her stomach, waiting for word from Gideon.
When she heard that the Harvest Hospital in Country R had been bombed, with countless casualties, she fainted on the spot.
A few days later, she went with the Harvest family to their private airfield to receive a gravely injured Gideon.
But the person carried off the helicopter was York.
She learned from Gideon that York, knowing the situation in Country R was unstable, had long ago arranged for international bodyguards to protect him in secret.
When he heard the hospital was trapped, York had risked everything, negotiating with the military of Country R and donating billions in military funding in exchange for the safe return of the Harvest family brothers and all the hospital staff.
Just as he arrived to evacuate them, the hospital was bombed.
York had shielded Gideon with his own body, ensuring his safety.
That time, York lay unconscious for half a year before waking up.
He had to undergo over forty reconstructive surgeries to restore his face.
She remembered, when Gideon passed away three years ago, he had asked York to take good care of her.
York had promised Gideon he would try his best to die after she did.
"York, if you eat my candy, you have to push me on the swing."
"York, can you push a little higher?"
...
An afternoon under the sun.
A young man in a clean white shirt stood by the garden swing, pushing.
A little girl in a white princess dress sat on the swing, her eyes curving into crescents as she smiled back at him.
Those were the good old days.
York's trembling hand reached out to embrace the girl, murmuring Claudia's name.
The heart monitor let out a cold, piercing shriek.
In the hospital room, a wave of sorrowful cries washed over everyone.
York closed his eyes peacefully.
I wish I could go back. Back to when my girl would smile so brightly her eyes would curve, and she would call my name, 'York.'

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