Surviving Heartbreak novel

---- One day, she had just put the child to sleep when a maid came rushing into her room and exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Thornton is back, Mrs. Thornton!" She happily ran downstairs and saw Peter standing in the living room. He was covered in dust. There was only empty space behind him. Her heart sank. "Where is he?" she asked. Peter looked back at the black coffin that Michael was lifting into the house with a sad expression on his face.

"Jake was hit by a stray bullet while trying to protect me, then... Before he breathed his last, he kept repeating your name. He said that he had a request and begged for you to fulfill it." Feeling her vision blur with unshed tears, she knelt in front of the coffin. She saw Jacob lying stiffly in the coffin. His eyes were open, and he seemed to be meeting her gaze. In her daze, she felt as if she could see a 20-year-old young man huddled miserably in a corner.

He was saying sadly, "I can't sleep, Penelope." "How about I sing you a song, Jacob? This is a lullaby that I composed myself. It's really effective at putting the dogs to sleep." "Are you asking for death by comparing me to a dog, ---- Penelope?" "Don't yell at me. It really does sound good." As she sang softly, the young man's frown gradually relaxed. He said sleepily, "You'll never leave me, right, Penelope?" "Yes, Never!" Jacob had brought life to her dull adolescent days.

At the same time, he had been the one who caused her to plummet into the abyss of despair. He always seemed to be so domineering, with the way he robbed her of all she loved. However, he looked so weak and small when placed in a tiny box like this that was about to be buried. She placed her hand over his eyes and started softly singing an ethereal song. "T've fulfilled your wish, Jacob," she said in a choked voice. "Rest in peace.

And goodbye." She prayed that when they met in their next life, he would still be the same sunny young man. She hoped that he would still smile and say to her, " Long time no see, Penelope Hall."