Lysander gently rested his hand on Zephyr's shoulder, silently comforting him.
After wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes, Zephyr bent down and tenderly kissed the urn. "Sybil, you go first. Wait for me on the other side. We'll be husband and wife again in our next lives. Don't forget."
Zephyr and Grandma Sybil had an arranged marriage when they were young, but their love was true. They weathered life's storms together and grew old side by side.
Zephyr was a pillar of a man. He was loyal to Grandma Sybil his entire life, and his love for her knew no bounds.
Knowing her heart was weak, he pampered her at every turn.
She loved wearing flapper dresses, so he had Lysander create a design department at his company to design new styles, only selecting the best ones for Grandma Sybil.
Aware of her failing health, he brought forward their 70th wedding anniversary celebration, hoping to give Grandma Sybil a joyous occasion.
But despite his efforts, Grandma Sybil did not live to see their anniversary.
This would now be Zephyr's deepest regret in life.
Everyone could feel Zephyr's sorrow, and a melancholic atmosphere permeated the drizzle all around them.
Everyone began the ritual of paying their respects. Everyone present bowed in unison.
As Ethan's secretary, Thalassa stood by his side, holding an umbrella for him and bowing in sync with him.
After the ceremony, Thalassa felt a pair of eyes on her.
Following her intuition, she met the amber gaze of Leopold.
He didn't look away. His sadness was apparent as the rain dampened his handsome face, adding to the sense of heartbreak and helplessness.
Though the rain wasn't heavy, it was enough to wet people’s hair and clothes.
Everyone had an umbrella but him.
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