Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 202

Harrison paused for a moment, then nodded. “Alright.”

They walked into the cemetery together. When Anastasia finally found her mother’s grave, the instant her eyes landed on the cold stone and the black-and-white photograph set into it, an ache bloomed sharp and sudden in her chest.

In her previous life, back when she was still in Fairhaven, she made a point of visiting her mother every year. But after she moved to Riverton, she never had the chance to return.

Now, standing here again, it felt like she’d crossed centuries rather than years. Her mother’s face had grown hazy in her memory—until this moment, as she stood once more before the grave.

The photo on the headstone showed a beautiful woman, her gaze gentle yet resolute, looking out as if she still watched over the world.

This was Cecilia. Her mother.

More than a decade ago, Cecilia had been the cherished eldest daughter of the Brennan family—a mysterious healer renowned throughout Veridia, a legendary beauty pursued by countless admirers.

When she was young, people would speculate about what sort of extraordinary man might one day win her heart.

No one could have guessed that, in the end, she’d marry Gabriel—a man so ordinary, his name barely registered with anyone.

And this remarkable healer, this celebrated beauty, had followed her humble husband into a quiet, ordinary life—content to play the roles of wife and mother, far from the spotlight.

“Mom, I’m here.”

—I’ve come home.

As soon as the words left her lips, Anastasia’s tears spilled over.

Dying once and then being given a second chance had convinced her that souls truly exist.

If her mother knew how foolish and miserable she’d been in her past life, would she be disappointed? Would her heart break?

The thought stung. How could she have trusted Nora and Penelope Sterling—let them manipulate her for so many years? There was no greater folly.

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