"I'm really sorry, but visiting isn't possible right now. Mr. Casper's in a critical phase of his recovery from severe burns, so we can't allow any visitors at the moment."

Caroline didn't push it.

As long as he was still breathing, they'd have their chance to see each other again.

"Please make sure Casper gets the best care. As for Eliza, I'll keep her in the dark for now."

"Alright," Dillon nodded, then added, "Actually, Mr. Casper made plans for Eliza and their son a long time ago, even before all this happened..."

It was rare for a man in his prime to draw up a will so early, mapping out his loved ones' futures out of pure devotion.

But Casper did just that.

He was terrified that something might happen to him, leaving Eliza and their child without support.

And then, the unexpected struck.

"...According to his will, Mr. Casper ensured that Eliza and their son's future would be secure. He also wished for her to start a new life."

Dillon handed Caroline two divorce papers. "Please give these to Eliza. It's Mr. Casper's way of letting go."

Previously, Casper wouldn't even entertain the thought of divorce.

Letting go was, ironically, more painful than holding on.

The more Caroline listened, the more it stung.

Casper's decision was undoubtedly for Eliza's benefit, but did he ever consider if this was what she wanted?

Was this one-sided sacrifice truly what Eliza desired?

"If he went to such lengths for her, why not take a chance on her love for him?"

Dillon wasn't sure if Eliza loved Casper.

In Casper's heart, he couldn't say for certain how deeply she cared for him, or if she'd continue to love him no matter the circumstances. Instead of facing potential disappointment, he chose to extinguish hope himself.

So, he let go.

"Mr. Casper said Eliza's feelings were always a bit uncertain, and so many obstacles stood between them... Forcing love on Eliza would be like chaining her. He didn't want to imprison her with a marriage certificate, tying her life to his."

And so, he handed her the divorce papers.

To set her free.

Watching her replace happiness from afar would be enough.

Caroline struggled to grasp such a selfless gesture.

She hadn't experienced a love so deep that, even in despair, one's heart could still carry someone else's burden.

"Since this is Casper's choice, I'll keep this secret and give Eliza her freedom."

"Thank you, Ms. Caroline."

Eliza woke up with tears streaming down her face.

She'd had a terrifyingly vivid dream.

In it, Casper was falling from the sky, plummeting. She tried to reach for him but couldn't grasp him.

She shouted his name, but he fell too fast, vanishing into the clouds, out of view.

Panicked, she jumped after him...

And then she woke up.

Her breath came in quick gasps, her chest heaving as she looked around the unfamiliar room, quietly slipping out of bed.

In the room where Casper's urn was kept, Caroline and Dillon were still there.

Seeing Eliza enter, Caroline quickly moved to support her. "Why don't you rest a little longer?"

"I'm okay," Eliza replied, her voice steady despite her red, tear-stained eyes, "Sis, let's take Casper's ashes back to Falconridge. We can't fet him be a wandering soul in a foreign land."

Caroline exchanged a glance with Dillon.

He stepped forward, "I'll personally take Mr. Casper's ashes back to Falconridge, don't worry."

"I'll take them back myself," Eliza insisted. Now that she was here, there was no reason to leave someone else. "I believe he'd want me to bring him home."

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