Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 168

Matthew dragged his exhausted body back to his room and collapsed onto the bed, not even bothering to take off his clothes or shoes.

In a hazy daze, he dreamed of his time with Yvonne.

He dreamed of the days after the Gonzalez family went bankrupt, when life was a constant struggle. But Yvonne had been there, by his side, never leaving, always supporting and encouraging him.

He remembered the day he signed their first major contract. They had held each other tightly, laughing and crying at the same time.

It was the dead of winter, so cold that the air felt like ice, but their hearts were on fire.

Later, delicate snowflakes began to fall, dusting their hair and shoulders. She had looked up at him, her face radiant, and smiled. “They say if you walk in the snow with someone, your hair turns white together.”

Back then, he had genuinely wanted to grow old with her.

So why… why had everything changed?

Suddenly, the dream shifted, morphing into the nightmare of Yvonne’s kidnapping.

She was being dragged away by her captors, her cries tearing through the air. “Matthew! Matthew, help me! Save me!”

“Yvonne, don’t be afraid! I’m coming! I’m coming to save you!”

In the dream, unlike in reality, he didn’t stand by and watch. He ran, desperately sprinting toward her, but he was too late. He could only watch in horror as they shoved her into a car and sped away.

“Yvonne! YVONNE!” Matthew screamed, jolting awake from the nightmare.

He sat bolt upright in bed, drenched in sweat, gasping for breath.

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