Chapter 691

Sage did not think he would die. Death was too powerful. It made a man completely disappear from
other people’s lives. He left so willfully, regardless of the consequences. When a man died, everything
about him seemed to fade away. People no longer remembered his bad, but only his good. He had hurt
her so much before, but everything did not seem to matter anymore. It just went with the wind and the
light. The music stopped for a moment. Someone requested a song. It was a classic old song called
Ten Years.



The familiar melody played. “If my words didn’t tremble, I wouldn’t notice my pain. How do I say it? It’s
just a break up, after all. I don’t want anything for tomorrow, so we can just travel holding hands. There
are thousands of doors, but one of us will have to go…” One of us would have to go. Sage held the
cigarette between her hands. When she shook it lightly, it burned her fingers and also her heart.

The song was a classic and well known. When the chorus came, many patrons in the bar sang along
with it. “Ten years ago, I didn’t know you. You didn’t belong to me ten years ago.

We were just the same, walking with strangers on the street we know.”

Sage was already in tears before she realized it. She remembered a novel she had read before. The
book’s name happened to be A Decade of Love. There was a quote in the book, “The gentle wind from
the south can’t withstand the cold of the north.”

She brought the gentle wind to Jace, but he only gave her coldness in return. When he wanted to be
gentle with her, she blocked all his advances with cold armor, isolating herself to a world away from
him.



In the end, they were both hurt in love.

There was always a give and take in a relationship. What you give would be a seed today, bearing fruit
in the future. All you could do was just accept the consequences. Sage did not get drunk that night.
She just felt a little cold and… exhausted like never before. There was nothing but emptiness in her
heart.

Yoel got a driver and wanted to take Sage to the car. Then, a black Benzley pulled up in front of the
bar. The window rolled down, revealing Tim’s stoic face. “Get in.” Tim was still worried about Sage.
Luther got out of the car and came to Sage. When he put a shawl over her, he noticed she reeked of
the smell of tobacco. “Did you smoke as well?” Luther could not bear to reprimand Sage, who looked
so fragile. At last, he gave Yoel a fierce glare and helped Sage into the car. Yoel stood in front of the
bar and watched as the Benzley slowly drove away in the night. A cold feeling loomed over him.

He looked up nat the night sky with few stars in thes ened in velvet dark, like a spill of ink.

Yoel’s phone suddenly rang. He answered the call without looking at the caller’s name. A clear female
voice sounded, “Brother Rich, are you okay?”. Yoel fixed his gaze at night. He suddenly muttered, “Say,
do you think people will become stars in the sky after they die?” The girl answered firmly, “Yes!” Sage’s
phone rang as soon as she got into the car. It was Freya. She answered the call and greeted, “Aunt
Freya.” Freya asked, “Sage, would you mind coming to the old residence tonight?” “Sure.” Sage agreed
and asked worriedly, “Are Grandpa and Grandma unwell?” “No.” Freya’s voice sounded exhausted.
She seemed to be trying her best to control her emotions. She rasped, “Jace left a will that mentioned
you.”




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