Even in death, Martin was determined to bring Serena home.
Serena's biological father had been captured, her mother had passed away, and her adoptive parents had severed all ties with her.
She was left with no one but him to rely upon.
Even if all he could reclaim was her lifeless body, even if he could never walk her down the aisle, he was resolved to take his beloved back home, to ensure her soul could find peace.
"Thank you," Martin's voice choked up, "Thank you, Mrs. Collins, thank you everyone."
He knew he no longer had the right to be part of the Collins family.
But still, he was deeply grateful for their decision.
When Serena was brought before him, Martin could hardly believe his eyes.
The once dignified and beautiful heiress, with her poise and grace, now appeared disheveled, battered,and hanging by a thread.
His heart felt as if it were being crushed by a weight of thousands of tons, too heavy to breathe.
