Chapter 778: Regrets That Couldn't Be Repaired
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Updated : Apr 10th, 2026
The sun blazed overhead. A light breeze drifted through, lifting Jimmy Yale's hair as heat shimmered in the air.
He stood alone before the grave, his face emptied of expression, like a statue that had forgotten how to move.
A dark cloud slid across the sky and swallowed the sunlight. Coolness brushed his skin. Jimmy blinked, as if waking from a long, punishing trance.
He lowered himself slowly, then dropped to the stone in front of the headstone, sitting there with his legs drawn in like a child....
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