Chapter 11
Chapter 11
The contact number listed in his records was mine.
I don’t remember how I got to the hospital.
When I arrived, his body had just been wheeled out of the emergency room.
I rushed to see him one last time..
But the doctor gently stopped me.
“Ms. Clark, I suggest you don’t look. It’s better to remember him as he was.” Understanding the doctor’s kind intent, I refrained from lifting the sheet. Noticing something clenched in Julian’s hand, I gently pried it open and found a crumpled piece of paper with handwritten words:
[Diana, I know the ones I’ve wronged most in this life are you and our innocent son. I’ve also failed Avery, who always had faith in me. I’m a sinner, a wretched scoundrel. These past days have been pure torment. I can’t bear it any longer. I don’t deserve the chance to atone for my sins, and I don’t expect your forgiveness. In my next life, I hope we never cross paths again. Goodbye. I’m going to another world, hoping I can spend more time with our dear son there.] more time w
Signed: [A Sinner, Julian Anderson.]