GoodNovelChapter 988
Violet had originally thought of making a few more cuts on the bodies of the Westhaven spies. But when she
heard Lulu's words, she stopped herself. If they were stabbed more, their blood would flow too quickly and they
would die too easily.
Carissa moved to the small shrine nearby. Lighting the candles, she knelt and prayed silently. Her throat
tightened, and no words came. However, she knew that her parents, her brothers, and her sisters-in-law, all in
the afterlife, could see this moment.
Rafael stepped forward and lit another candle. He knelt beside her, taking her hand in his.
His heart ached as he whispered softly. The killers have been punished. Mother and everyone else will surely find
peace in the afterlife now."
Carissa's face was already streaked with tears.
Would they truly find peace?
She didn't know. She only knew they would never return.
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The vengeance didn't ease the pain in her heart, but she knew she had to stay strong. Only by living a life of
happiness could she truly honor their spirits.
The two Westhaven spies weren't dead yet, but the blood loss had left them drifting in and out of consciousness.
They muttered something, but it was in Westic. Carissa and the others couldn't understand, but Rafael knew
exactly what they were saying.
It was broken, halting apologies.
They hadn't been blind to their wrongs, just unwilling to admit them. Now, as death loomed, perhaps every
scene from their past was replaying in their minds. And these words of apology were the ones they should've
spoken here, in front of the graves.
Rafael turned to Carissa and Lulu. "They said they're sorry."
Lulu, who had been holding back her tears, couldn't contain herself any longer. At Rafael's words, she broke
down, sobbing uncontrollably, burying her face in Violet's chest.
What good are apologies? What good are they?!"
Lulu's cries were heart-wrenching.
Did one simple apology erase all their sins?
But that single sentence was needed-by Lulu, by Carissa, and by the spirits of their family members. Whether
they forgave or not was up to them, but the killers had to apologize.
While Rafael held Carissa, letting her cry in his arms, Violet held Lulu tightly, unable to hold back her own tears.
She wasn't the best at comforting, but she gently patted Lulu's back. "Let it out. Go ahead and cry."
With the conclusion of the negotiations and the deaths of the last two Westhaven spies, the massacre of the
Sinclair family finally had ssemblance of closure.
The bodies of the two spies were discarded in a mass grave. They didn't deserve a proper burial-being a source
of food for wild dogs and wolves was the closest thing to redemption they would get.
The next day, Dominic left Sullivan Estate and headed to Hell Monarch Estate. Carissa brought Ryan back from
the academy. The dark cloud of worry that had hung over them all had finally passed.
Hearing that Barrett had not been too severely punished and could even return to his position as deputy
commander of the Nightsteel Guard, Dominic was silent for a moment before responding.
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"His Majesty showed mercy. If too much punishment had been levied against him, your third uncle and many of
the military officers at Victory Pass would have been implicated," he said. Carissa understood. It was Wyatt who
had allowed Barrett and Aurora to go to Fawnrun City, a decision they had all discussed together. But from the
beginning, Salvador had no intention of involving them in the matter.
Cindy didn't want the mood to tum too somber, so she quickly smiled and said, "Let's not dwell on that. Tonight,
let's enjoy a family dinner together. In a couple of days, we'll be heading back to Victory Pass.
You're leaving so soon? Ryan immediately looked saddened and clung to Dominic's arm. Can't you stay a little
longer? I'll show you around."
Dominic scooped Ryan up, pressing his scruffy cheek against the boy's face and laughing." When spring comes
next year, have your aunt and uncle bring you to Victory Pass. There's so much to do there."
"Really?" Ryan tumed to Carissa with bright eyes and eagerly asked, "Aunt Carissa, can we go next year?"
Carissa smiled and nodded. "Yes, we'll take you there next year."
"Yay!" Ryan cheered, his voice bright with excitement.
He was becoming more lively, slowly breaking free from the shadow of his past.
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