Chapter 1265:
Elyse watched Fiona, who remained in denial, and felt a quiet pang of sympathy. โFiona, if you canโt face it now, thatโs okay. Youโll have plenty of time in the future to think back on your actions,โ Elyse said. Pausing, she looked at Fiona with a complicated expression. โHopefully, one day youโll understand who youโve hurt and what youโve lost.โ With that, Elyse turned to Gavin. โGavin, shall we go?โ He nodded, and together they walked away.
Watching them leave, Fiona was overcome with overwhelming despair and fear. She stood, reaching out to stop them. But the iron bars marked a boundary, separating her from their world, making them strangers. Tears streamed down Fionaโs face as she cried, โElyse! Gavin! Donโt leave me! Please, help me. I was wrong. Gavin, Elyse, forgive me. I wonโt do it again. Mr. Tucker, please donโt give up on me. Iโm truly sorry. I wonโt envy anyone anymore. Iโll devote myself to playing the violin!โ The more she spoke, the deeper her sadness, and the more her tears flowed. At that moment, she was gripped by a real fear of confinement. She felt completely alone and terrified.
Outside, Elyse heard Fionaโs cries and felt a stab of sorrow, but she knew Fiona needed to accept responsibility and face the consequences. Still, the circumstances left her feeling conflicted. โGavin, I feel somewhat sad,โ she murmured. Gavin nodded and replied softly, โItโs natural to feel that way. Mr. Tucker is also hurting, but he understands that this is something Fiona must confront on her own.โ Elyse sighed. โHow long will she be held?โ โIโm not sure. Itโll be a while, at least. Hopefully, sheโll reflect during that time. The surgery for her has already been arranged. If itโs successful, sheโll have the opportunity to play the violin again,โ Gavin replied. Pausing, he remarked wryly, โThough I wonder if the violin even means that much to her.โ Elyse was uncertain. After all, Fiona had always viewed the violin as a tool, not a passion.
Once they left the police station, they headed to the car. Cody rolled down the window and asked Elyse, โWhat are your plans moving forward?โ โIโll head back to Lesbourg for some rest. My cousin said several media outlets want to interview me, and heโs chosen a few reputable ones for me to speak to,โ Elyse answered. . . .