There Is No Paradise Where I Ran Away To (14 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 137

The bustling train station had been thrown into chaos today by the rebellion. Especially among the citizens of Preston, none could help but go wild at the return of Sayer Raven. Moreover, Lawrence Ebelline’s disgrace—having ordered the purge of House Raven—was now washed away completely.

Everywhere, people praised Mayer’s death, Raven’s patriotism that risked his own life, and ultimately, Ebelline’s courage for aiding Raven and restoring everything to its rightful place.

Vivian sat quietly on a bench at the station, her fingers softly touching the ends of her newly shortened hair amidst the clamorous singing around her. She carefully calculated how many years it would take for her hair to grow back to its original length.

“Do you feel very awkward about your hair?”

Theo, sitting beside her, asked with a smile. Vivian, blushing, awkwardly lowered her hand and nodded.

“Yeah. It does feel strange, but it’s also nice—my head feels lighter.”

After the battle at the palace ended, the gates were opened. Father had left word for us to go to Harborbridge with Theo.

The mansion in Harborbridge belonged to Edwin. That was where we needed to go—the palace itself was in shambles, though its auxiliary buildings remained usable.

Though things might be a bit chaotic due to the war, there was no reason for us to remain in Harborbridge.

But since we couldn’t catch our busy father, we had no choice but to head toward Mother with Theo.

The train arrived right on time. Vivian and Theo boarded together, heading toward Harborbridge—the place that would surely bring back memories of their recent nightmare.

Now, everything was over. The long, bitter karmic bond—and the shackles that had bound their ankles—were finally broken.

Not knowing this would be the end, what had she clung to in her heart? Not realizing she’d reach a present from which nothing could be undone, at what had she smiled?

The four seasons she’d spent with him flashed past, and moisture gathered at the corners of her eyes, betraying her resolve. Vivian quickly wiped away her tears.

Our family had decided not to return to Newway but to stay in Preston permanently. After all, we’d originally gone to Newway only to escape Mayer. Though we’d now live without a home or wealth, holding onto nothing but an empty marquess title, nothing mattered anymore.

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