Chapter 272

Three years later. It was raining lightly that morning, a steady drizzle falling over the quiet cemetery at the base of Wanshou Mountain. Raindrops trickled down the gravestones. On one in particular, the black-and-white photo showed a girl smiling brightly—pure and full of life. A woman stood in front of that grave, holding an umbrella. Her face was calm but distant as she gazed at the photo of Samantha. There was a quiet sadness in her eyes. No one could’ve guessed that the family who had survived a major disaster in Lurellia would end up dying in a random car crash years later. Everyone except Samantha’s dad was gone in an instant. Wind swept through the cemetery, lifting the woman’s long hair. She stood there like a figure carved from frost, the kind of beauty that felt cold and untouchable—like the snow on a mountaintop. “Samantha, Camila came to see you.” Over three years had passed, and Camila Harrington was no longer the same person. The soft warmth she used to have was long go