The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 424

Laura scooped the jacket off the ground, her fingers stiff and shaking so badly she nearly ripped right through the fabric. There was no doubt in her mind. This was the jacket Petty wore today. It was a favorite brand of hers, definitely not cheap. Then again, Petty grew up around luxury. Before she turned seven, she was adored by her parents, and after, she was taken in by The White Estate. For her, even an expensive jacket was just another piece of clothing.

Petty’s style hadn’t really changed over the years.

Laura couldn’t help herself. She lifted the jacket and pressed it to her nose, looking for any hint she might be wrong. That familiar, faint perfume rushed in. No mistake. This was Petty’s.

The jacket was soaked through, weighing heavy in Laura’s grip. It was nothing compared to the weight in her chest, sinking deeper by the second. Her mind jumped back to just before everything blew up. She remembered so clearly—Petty was wearing this exact jacket.

There was no way the explosion could have thrown Petty all the way into this stretch of woods. That meant only one thing. Petty’s jacket was here because Petty came here herself.

Petty wasn’t dead.

She was alive.

She had crawled into this forest after the blast.

Still… Even if her jacket was drenched, Petty wouldn’t just strip it off and leave it behind for no reason. Someone else must have told her to take it off and change into something warmer.

But who? Who would care enough to do that for Petty?

Laura’s teeth clattered together until she bit down hard, holding back a sob. Tears stung her eyes, blurring her vision until she couldn’t stop them from spilling over.

Neither of them had died. Not Petty, not Franco. They were both alive. Just like her, they’d made it into the forest. Maybe they weren’t far away at all.

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