Cornelia felt like she was losing her marbles!
The images in her mind were getting more and more chaotic.
If this carried on, she was definitely not catching any Z's tonight.
What could she do?
How could she solve this?
What on earth should she do?
While tossing and turning in bed, Cornelia finally came up with a solution. She frantically opened her music app on her phone and searched for some calming mantras.
But despite the mantras playing for a good while, the unwanted images in her mind didn't decrease one bit.
She was definitely not sleeping tonight.
Meanwhile, Marcus couldn't catch some shut-eye either.
After ending his WhatsApp chat with Cornelia, he couldn't bear to put his phone away. He read through all the messages Cornelia sent him tonight, afraid of missing a single one.
The words Cornelia sent seemed to transform into voices.
It's as if she were whispering in his ear.
He heard her calling him Jeremy.
He heard her saying, "I only have my eyes for my husband."
He heard her happily sharing her day with him.
Skyler was worried about being spotted by Zavier's people and didn't dare pick Cornelia up from the airport personally, so he arranged for a driver in advance.
Cornelia, not carrying any luggage, hopped in the pick-up car as soon as she got off the plane and headed to a farm in Nice.
The car took almost an hour to reach the destination, and Skyler had been waiting there for Cornelia for quite some time.
As soon as the car stopped, Skyler ran over and gave Cornelia a big hug, "Cornelia, it's so good to see you again."
Cornelia hugged Skyler tightly, feeling both joyful and sad, "It is!"
Skyler said, "When I decided to leave Rosenberg, I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime. I didn't expect to meet you again so soon."
Cornelia held Skyler tight, "This proves that we're meant to be. Skyler, I'm really happy to see you again."
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Beautiful novel. Can we have a continuation of Zavier and Skyler's story? Them getting back together? Short story.......