Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 299

Mrs. Moore wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and added, “Oh, listen to me. On a perfectly good day, why am I talking about such things?”

Mrs. Moore invited Yvonne to sit down, then went to the kitchen to check on the soup simmering on the stove.

The rich aroma of duck soup filled the room, a familiar scent from Yvonne’s memories.

Yvonne stood by the photo wall in the living room, her head tilted up as she looked at the pictures.

It was Flora’s wall, covered from top to bottom with photos from every stage of her life, starting from when she was a newborn.

Bennett and Yvonne were in some of them, too.

There they were as children, wearing red scarves, smiling under the sun.

Another showed Flora at her graduation, dressed in a cap and gown, with Bennett and Yvonne on either side of her, all three making peace signs.

There was also one of Flora in her wedding dress, with Yvonne as her bridesmaid in a lavender gown. Bennett stood off to the side, taking their picture with a camera.

The last photo was a maternity shot of Flora, her smile beautiful and gentle, glowing with the light of motherhood.

But that was where time had stopped for her.

As Yvonne stood lost in thought, the doorbell rang.

“Yvonne, could you get the door, please?” Mrs. Moore’s voice called from the kitchen, accompanied by the sizzle of food hitting a hot pan.

Yvonne went to open the door. To her surprise, the person standing outside was Bennett.

He must have just come from the base; he was still in his military uniform and holding a gift box.

“Mr. Bennett Thompson,” Yvonne said, a little taken aback.

Bennett glanced at her, his deep eyes as calm and unreadable as ever.

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