I Was His Wife, Then His Widow, Then No One's But My Own novel Chapter 266

With her handcuffed hands, Sienna picked up the pen and shakily scrawled three words in the notebook, flipping it around for her to see: I am sorry.

Nora looked at those three words, her tone remaining cold. "Do you think saying sorry will get you an 'it's okay' in return?"

Sienna shook her head and looked down to write again.

The chains of the handcuffs scraped against the paper with a fine metallic rasp. The words she wrote were crooked, but every stroke was pressed down hard.

"That's not what I meant. I know I'm doomed this time, and I won't be walking out of here. Nora, I sincerely apologize for what I've done to you. I'm not asking for your forgiveness."

Nora let out a cold scoff. "Are you just trying to leave with a lighter conscience?"

Sienna lowered her eyes. She suddenly seemed to remember something important, her pen flying rapidly across the notebook.

"Do you remember the time capsule we buried under the tree at school? It should be time to open it, right? It's a pity I can't go open it myself. Could you go open it for me? Please, I'm begging you."

Nora's eyes fluttered slightly, the memory violently yanked from the depths of her mind by that line of text.

Ten years ago, she and Sienna still shared the same dorm room. The two of them had written their respective secrets on paper, stuffed them into a tin box, wrapped it in several layers of tape, and secretly buried it beneath the roots of the old tree behind their dormitory.

They promised to dig it up and read it together ten years later. She didn't really remember what of hers was inside that tin box, but she knew it held pieces of her once most passionate sincerity.

She stayed silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I will."

Sienna breathed a sigh of relief and looked down to write another line. "Thank you, Nora. If I could do it all over again, I would still want to be your friend. This time, I absolutely would not stand against you."

An officer walked over, hauled Sienna up from the chair, and escorted her toward the interrogation room door.

Opening the lid, she found two pieces of paper inside. One was Sienna's, and the other was hers.

On Sienna's paper, it read, "I hope that ten years from now, Sienna is a big boss making lots and lots of money, and traveling the world with Nora."

Nora set Sienna's paper aside, picked up her own, and slowly unfolded it.

The paper was already yellowed and brittle, but the handwriting on it was still clearly legible. It was the round, smooth handwriting she had when she was younger, every stroke carrying the childish innocence unique to that age.

She didn't know how long she stood there rooted to the spot, but a profound sense of sorrow gripped her heart. A single tear fell onto the page.

In the past, the bond between her and Sienna had truly existed, which was why cutting it off now was so incredibly hard.

Nora squeezed her eyes shut tightly and took the items out. She delivered the part that belonged to Sienna to the police station, intending to make a clean and final break from her.