Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 103

Unlike the quiet ride to the border, the return trip was filled with conversation. Simon was exceptionally talkative.

As he drove, he chatted nonstop. “With Mark in custody, our mission in Vexel is finally over. We can head back to Istra with peace of mind. And really, it’s all thanks to you. If it weren’t for your help, who knows how long that slippery bastard would have stayed on the run.”

“It was just a coincidence,” Yvonne said. “I’m glad I could help.”

“You helped more than you know,” Simon insisted, his hands steady on the wheel. “For a single guy like me, it doesn’t matter where I’m stationed. But Mr. Thompson… if he didn’t get back soon, his girlfriend would start to worry.”

“He and his girlfriend must be very close,” Yvonne asked, her voice a little tight.

“Of course!” Simon replied without hesitation. “They’re a perfect match—from similar backgrounds, both brilliant and good-looking. His girlfriend is a renowned pianist; she even held a solo concert once. Our whole unit went to support her. When she and Mr. Thompson played a piano duet, you could feel the envy in the room. It was incredible.”

“Is that so? That’s wonderful,” Yvonne said, a faint, bitter smile touching her lips.

She and Bennett used to play duets, too. But she had always been too restless to practice properly, her clumsy playing always holding him back. Perhaps he was better off with someone who shared his passion, someone gentle and thoughtful. She should be happy for him, that he had found someone better after she was gone.

After nearly ten hours on the road, they finally reached the outskirts of Vexel. As Simon was driving, his phone rang. He answered it with one hand, keeping the other on the wheel.

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