"Then I'll come down and get you." The deep, dark eyes of Joshua Hughes held a trace of pain as he slowly closed them.
"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you now. Give me ten minutes." Avery Jane had really been frightened this time. As she spoke, she explained to others that she needed to step out for a bit and asked a colleague to help her deliver some documents.
Even though the New Year had passed and spring had already arrived, why did his heart feel so cold, as if winter had not yet ended, and in fact had grown even colder....
He closed his eyes and remembered the first time he saw her. She was walking alone in fine clothes through the cemetery at night, such a strange appearance that the scene had been deeply etched into his mind. That night, her fingers traced lightly along the tombstone, where the words "Beloved Lucas Yates" were carved. He was her great love. But what was he? In truth, he was nothing—at most just a man who had used the basest means to forcefully possess her....
