Chapter 212: Nostalgia

He opened the lockbox, revealing a stack of envelopes and a photograph inside. The girl in the photograph had golden hair cascading in curls over her shoulders, and her hazel eyes made her look both gentle and lively, like an angel descended to earth. Her white dress made her appear very innocent. Although she looked nothing like Natalie Silvestre, her beauty was equally striking. Veil leaned against the wall and slowly slid down to sit on the floor. He clutched the photo to his chest, his voice low and trembling, "Juliet, I miss you so much." "If you can hear me in heaven, please tell me how I should handle this situation." Veil closed his eyes as he spoke. He sat there for a long while, his chin resting on the photo frame, before he finally looked up and used his sleeve to wipe the glass clean, making the girl's radiant smile even clearer. Veil then carefully placed the photo back into the box and closed the lid. Wiping away his tears, he looked out the window with a resolut