Love is Like Dust Drifting Away

Looking at Kendrick standing there so smug, I felt a surge of anger I could hardly contain.

I rushed forward and stood defiantly in front of the grave. "I've already bought this plot. Don't you dare take it!"

Kendrick's expression grew darker, his face twisted with frustration.

"Alisson, I can't believe you're still being this stubborn after everything I've said."

He waved his hand, and his two bodyguards immediately moved in, pulling me away from the gravesite. One of them snatched the bag from my hand and tossed it aside.

"No! Don't!"

I watched as the bag rolled across the ground, its contents spilling out.

The guards held me tightly, pinning me down.

I struggled, but it was useless. I could only cry out in helpless fury.

"Alisson, come on," Rebecca said with feigned innocence. "Bru was my best companion for years, and I'm heartbroken over losing him. Please, do a good deed and let us have this grave."

I ignored her pathetic act and stared straight at Kendrick, screaming, "Make them let go of me! Kendrick, tell them to let go!

Startled by my outburst, Kendrick instinctively nodded but quickly caught himself.

"How dare you give me orders?"

He sneered and pulled out his phone, threatening me with a smug grin.

"Do you believe that with one call, your mother will have to be moved out of the hospital?

"If you don't give this grave to Rebecca, you'll face the consequences."

My mom had been in poor health for a long time. I had once swallowed my pride and begged Kendrick to arrange a specialist for her, but he always said it was a waste of medical resources. Later, when we fought over Rebecca, the matter was forgotten.

I never imagined that, even now, he'd try to use this to threaten me.

Feeling a mix of despair and rage, I lost all hope in him. I bent down and bit the guard's hand with all my strength, and he yelped in pain, releasing me.

Freed, I lunged for my mother's ashes, but Rebecca blocked my way.

She was pushed back two steps by my charge and accidentally stepped on my mother's ashes.

Upon seeing this, fury coursed through me.

"Alisson, I'm begging you..." Rebecca started, but I shoved her aside before she could finish.

She let out a scream, seeming to hit something as she fell.

I ignored Kendrick and Rebecca's shouts and crouched down, my hands trembling.

It had been raining for days, and the cemetery grounds were full of puddles. After Rebecca's step, the muddy water mixed with my mother's ashes.

"Mom... oh, Mom..."

I whimpered, trying to scoop up the ashes with my hands, desperately shielding them from the murky water.

"Alisson! I've had enough of you!"

Kendrick's voice snapped, and before I could react, I was shoved to the ground, landing heavily beside my mother's ashes.

"Look at you now. Where's your dignity? You keep this up, and I'll..."

"Yeah, yeah, Kendrick, look at her! She's trying to kill me!" Rebecca shrieked, clutching her head, blood trickling from a wound.

"She's a wicked woman, Kendrick! Don't marry her, find someone else!"

But Kendrick suddenly turned to her and snapped, "This is between us. It's not your place to interfere.

"Whether I marry her or not is none of your business."

Rebecca froze, her face stunned. She turned away, still holding her head.

I looked helplessly at the ashes vanishing into the mud and couldn't hold back anymore. I broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Mom, I'm so sorry. I'm useless. I'm so, so sorry..."

Kendrick seemed taken aback by my cries.

"What? Did you just say that this is..."

At that moment, his phone rang. It was his dad.

"Kendrick, I spoke to my friend. He said Alisson's mom passed away a few days ago. Are you sure you didn't get this wrong?"