Classic Novel
Chapter 195
Chapter: 195
Sarah said in a quiet, broken voice, “I’m sorry.”
She then reached for her lighter, hoping to distract herself with another cigarette.
But Ariana wasn’t going to let her do that. She swiftly grabbed the lighter, not allowing Sarah to light up another cigarette. “Sorry for what? Let’s first clear things up by posting a clarification.”
Sarah looked up at Ariana, her expression serious. “No. | didn’t say that on a whim. | truly want to quit,” she explained, her voice determined.
Ariana was in disbelief, not sure if she heard Sarah correctly.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
Sarah spoke with determination, her voice unsteady, as she explained her reasoning. “I’m so sorry, Ariana. | just can’t bring any more trouble to my family. Today's events have shown me that | can’t keep going on like this. Alina came so close to danger.”
Tears streamed down her face as she spoke, her thoughts consumed with the safety of her child.
Ariana listened, at a loss for words. She tried to reassure Sarah, “We've been working hard for so long. We're so close to the finish line, just one step away.” But her words seemed to fall short in light of Sarah’s distress.
With her head down, Sarah couldn't bring herself to look at Ariana. Her lips quivered as she apologized, “I’m so sorry. This is all my fault...”
Without a word, Ariana firmly held Sarah’s hand and led her toward the study. Sarah, who was now filled with confusion, asked, “Where are we going?” Still silent, Ariana took Sarah directly to the collection room of Aziel.
Just then, Aziel came back to the study after ending the phone call and couldn't intercept Ariana and Sarah in time as they ran into the study.
The door to the collection room was unlocked, and with a gentle push, Ariana opened it. To her surprise, the walls were covered in posters showcasing Sarah’s career, starting from her debut to her current status.
The shelves loomed tall and grand, filled to the brim with collectibles dedicated to Sarah. The cute dolls, adorned with her likeness, stood in rows upon rows, along with various other memorabilia that documented her rise to fame. Each album, arranged in chronological order, was housed within a pristine, transparent box that protected its contents from the wear and tear of time. The absence of any dust or dirt suggested that each item was carefully tended to and maintained with utmost care.
It was clear that every object in this room was a testament to Aziel’s unwavering adoration for Sarah. If someone were to claim that Aziel knew Sarah better than even her own mother, Ariana would nod in agreement, fully convinced of its truth.
Sarah’s shock quickly turned to amazement as she took in the sight of the collection room filled with her memorabilia. She turned to Aziel, who had just caught up with them, and asked with amazement, “Did you collect all of these?”
Blushing, Aziel averted his gaze from Sarah and hung his head, avoiding eye contact.
“Why would you abandon those who have supported you and eagerly awaited your return for so long? Your singing is your dream, one you once said you wanted to pursue for the rest of your life.
Now, just because you're facing a setback, you want to give up?
Don’t let Elva win like this,” Ariana implored Sarah, trying to convince her to keep pursuing her dream.