Chapter: 3227

At the port, a massive ship awaited, its hull draped in pristine white. Bouquets of white roses adorned every corner, while delicate white ribbons fluttered in the sea breeze.

The deck was nearly empty.

Alberto had made no public announcements, nor had he invited friends or family. This funeral, held five years too late, was meant to be as private as possible.

He had only requested the presence of a renowned bishop to preside over the ceremony for Rachel.

He wanted this final farewell to be undisturbed.