Chapter 66

Under the lights in the room, Holly looked as pale as ivory. Her downcast eyes were filled with palpable sorrow and grief.

She had become inhumanly thin. She knelt in front of Winona's coffin, unmoving, looking frail under the lights.

During these few days, Bryce's heart ached for her more than any other time.

Many years later, this image of Holly would stay in his mind, and his heart would ache every time he remembered it.

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In the yard, a rude relative named Miriam Saxon came over and said to Priscilla, "Your son-in-law's legs look perfectly fine. I heard before that he was disabled and wheelchair-bound, though."

Priscilla knew that they all laughed at her behind her back because she had sold her daughter to an invalid for money.

She gave Miriam a sideways look with her red, swollen eyes. "My son-in-law just happened to be injured. He recovered a year ago."

Miriam pursed her lips. "Really? That's a quick recovery."

"Of course! He's favored by God."

Miriam chuckled. She