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Now, after all these years, Sebastian never would have imagined that he was the one who couldn’t live without Nemo. 

“I’m sorry. I’ve been in a bad place these past few days and haven’t spent much time with you. But once I win your Mommy back, you’ll have a little sister named Selena. Then it’ll be the four of us, together every day.” 

Nemo licked Sebastian’s palm in response, as if to say he understood. 

On Friday afternoon, Sebastian received a call while driving. 

“Mr. Grant, this is Slate City Diamond Pavilion. The 20–carat oval pink diamond you reserved last week has just arrived by air. It’s now at the Slate City Diamond Pavilion. Would pick it up now?” 

you 

like to 

Without hesitation, he turned the wheel and headed straight for the Diamond Pavilion. He finalized the purchase and paid 5.2 million dollars for the diamond. The pink diamond was one 

of a kind in the world. 

He looked forward to seeing Valeria the next morning. 

Sebastian knew the reckless things he had done in the past weren’t something she could forgive overnight, but he wasn’t in a rush. He was willing to spend the rest of his life proving he had changed. 

If she gave him the slightest opening, he’d take it 

… 

They had agreed to meet at 8:00 am. 

Before heading out, Valeria mapped out her day. She decided to swing by Margaret’s ward first to check on her and left a few instructions for the nurse. 

The weather wasn’t great. The late–July heat hung heavy in the air, thick with clouds. 

By 8:00 am, the sun still hadn’t broken through. The sky was covered in thick gray clouds, just like Valeria’s mood. 

Sebastian’s car was parked outside the rehabilitation building. He leaned against the hood, dressed down in a white button–up with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. 

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Veins stood out along his arms. On his wrist was the same watch he had worn back in college. Valeria remembered–it was the watch he had always liked in college. 

He was a man who could be deeply devoted and heartless at the same time. 

Valeria looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot, like he hadn’t slept in days. 

She hadn’t been sleeping well either, especially last night. She had dreamed of a little boy standing right there, as if he were saying goodbye. 

Sebastian opened the car door for her. He seemed to be in good spirits, and he gave a faint smile. He asked where she wanted to go, what plans she had, and where they should have 

lunch. 

If Valeria hadn’t made a reservation, he had already made one. He had planned to drive her to the restaurant he had prepared the night before, where he intended to propose to her. 

Valeria told him to pull up the GPS and set the destination to Grace Fellowship Church, located at the far edge of Verdanci District, right up against the eastern district of Broburgh City. 

Valeria said, “Let’s go here. I’ve had something stored at this place for eight years. A few days ago, Father Jacobson’s apprentice gave me a call. He said the church is closing for now. Father Jacobson isn’t in good health. It’s a small church, and it may not stay open much longer.” 

Sebastian glanced at her face. 

Valeria’s hair was much shorter now, falling just to her shoulders. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her movements gentle and composed, though her eyes held a distant coolness. 

Maybe it was just the toll of the past few weeks, but Sebastian thought she had gotten thinner 

now. 

“You…” He started to speak, wanting to say something caring, but the words caught in his throat. At this moment, they simply wouldn’t come out. 

So he just nodded and started the car, following the GPS. “Alright.” 

They left at 8:00 am and didn’t reach the foot of the mountain until almost 11:30 am. 

Then, Valeria said, “It’s just a small mountain, only about a hundred steps. Come with me.” 

Sebastian followed Valeria into the church. 

It was small, just as she had said. Unlike the busy churches filled with worshippers, this little church was shabby and neglected. The paint was peeling from the statues, the building showing its age. 

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Only a young acolyte was there, helping the senior priest, Maverick Jacobson, keep his balance. 

Maverick, frail and unsteady on his feet, greeted Valeria softly. “Greetings, Ms. Carlson.” 

The young acolyte, Oliver Odell, turned to Valeria and said, “Ms. Carlson, please, come with 

me.” 

Sebastian stayed behind in the church. He looked up at the weathered statue before him—it was chipped, but the eyes were clear and striking, sending a shiver through him. 

On the altar table sat a small wooden box filled with slips of paper, each bearing a verse from Scripture. Sebastian reached in and drew one at random. 

Nearby, Maverick, in a worn clerical robe, leaned on his cane as he spoke in a raspy voice. “If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours; if it doesn’t, it never was. 

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