Chapter 25 The Palmer family barged in not long after, forcing Tristan into their car despite his struggle. "Meredith!" he shouted hoarsely, neck straining as he resisted. "I'll never give up! One day, I'll make you forgive me!" I stepped forward, my voice was clear and cutting with each word. "Forgiveness? Fine. As long as you can bring my mother and my three unborn children back to life. Or... you can die in their place." The faint light that had flickered in his eyes instantly went out. He slumped, letting the Palmer family shove him into the backseat. Once those eyesores were gone, my family wasted no time helping me move to a new home. They shielded me from worries, feeding me updates every day. lounged on the sofa, idly eating cherries Aunt Donna placed by my lips, while Dad gently massaged my legs. Hillary is quite the celebrity in prison," my sister said excitedly, showing me a video on he ablet. All the big bosses love her delicate act. They keep her by their side every night. She cries nonstop, but her sharp tongue doesn't help-no one bothers to understand her. What a waste." The screen showed Hillary bruised from head to toe, her eyes dull and lifeless. I nodded, satisfied. When the video ended, my brother reported next. "The Palmer family has officially declared Dankruptcy. Every major company has blacklisted them-they'll never recover." As for Tristan, he's nothing but a drunkard now, locked in his room all day. His mother snappe >ut of nowhere, ranting and raving like a madwoman. Just imagining it feels good!" The plan was complete. Relief and triumph mingled with a quiet sorrow-regret that those I had ost couldn't witness justice with their own eyes. Sensing the warmth of four pairs of eyes fixed on me, I exhaled deeply and smiled, the weight in ny chest lifting. With you all by my side, I have everything I need. From now on, let's just live happily together." They nodded firmly, sharing my resolve. My mother's grave had already been relocated, alongside three small tombstones for the children I lost. I visited often, sharing every piece of good news, hoping to ease their souls Coward reincarnation. Time passed, and I gave birth to a beautiful daughter. We named her Amelia. My brother and sister found their partners, planning to hold a joint wedding. Whenever we went out, they would always invite single friends, hoping to match me up. But I politely refused each time. Tristan had long been erased from my heart, yet opening the door to someone new still felt impossible-at least for now. Three years later, word came that the Palmer family matriarch had passed away. After much hesitation, I decided to attend her funeral. My whole family went with me. Standing before her peaceful, gentle face, sorrow welled in my chest. "Grandma, you once told me you wanted to leave the Palmer family but couldn't. Now I've broken free in your place. I'll live well, as you wished. May you find peace and happiness in your next life." When I turned to leave, I froze. Amelia had wandered ahead, standing right in front of Tristan. He crouched down, staring at her with hollow, desperate eyes. What's your name? Is your mother... Meredith?" Amelia blinked her round, innocent eyes and replied crisply, "I know who you are! Mama said 'ou're a bad man. I'm never allowed to play with you!" Then she spun on her heel and darted back into my arms. ristan froze, his face draining of color. I didn't spare him a single glance as I carried Amelia way. Behind me, I heard the muffled sobs of a broken man. Ince, this sight would have been my greatest wish. But now, I felt nothing. Because I already had everything I wanted-people who loved me, and people I loved in return. I ad no energy left for anyone else. The evening breeze lifted the strands of my hair as Amelia's little arms wrapped around my eck. Ahead, my brother and sister waved, while Dad and Aunt Donna exchanged a quiet smile. knew then-holding on to happiness in the present was all that truly mattered. The pain of the ast had already begun to fade, dissolving into nothing more than smoke in the wind.