Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 71

Yvonne didn’t say anything more, turning to look out the window.

Her gaze was unfocused, and in the blur of the passing city, she thought she saw an eighteen-year-old Bennett walking toward her, a smile on his face.

“Vonnie,” he had said, “the piece I just played is called ‘Mariage d’Amour’.”

And then, “From now on, I’ll only play it for you.”

He had been like a vibrant, young tree, his love fierce and unyielding.

When she had dropped out of the police academy for her assignment, no one had understood or supported her—not even her parents.

Only Bennett. He had always stood by her, unconditionally.

Just like when they were rebellious teenagers, he was the one who would climb walls with her to skip class, get into fights, and play games. He took the blame for everything, and after getting punished, he would grin and tell her, “It’s fine, it didn’t even hurt.”

He had told her, “Vonnie, if you’re not going to be a police officer, then be my wife. I’ll fulfill your dream for you.”

At the time, Bennett was studying at a conservatory. He was a musical genius, praised by everyone.

Yvonne could never have imagined that the hands that played the piano so beautifully could also hold a gun.

He had given up a prestigious opportunity to study abroad.

Since he had already graduated from college, he couldn’t re-enroll in the police academy. So, he joined the army, planning to transfer to the police force later.

He had promised her, “Vonnie, the moment I get my uniform, you’ll be the first person to see me in it.”

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