Where Destiny Forgot Us 7

Where Destiny Forgot Us 7 Summary

Beckett was saved after a critical night, but afterward, he lost his will to live, refusing to eat or drink and staring blankly out the window. Vivian tried everything to bring him back, but nothing worked until Beckett stumbled upon a photo online of a young doctor in Sierra Haven, whose smile captivated him completely. Driven by this image, he tracked down the location, determined to find her despite Vivian’s warnings that his arrival would disrupt the peace Avery had built.

 

At the clinic, Beckett’s sudden appearance shattered Avery’s carefully constructed calm. She was wary and shut the door firmly in his face, overwhelmed by the flood of emotions his presence stirred. Beckett pleaded with her from outside, desperate for her to look at him, but Avery screamed for him to leave, trying to protect herself from the pain his return caused. When a neighbor alerted her to Beckett’s near-frozen state outside, Avery reluctantly allowed him in, realizing he was seriously ill from altitude sickness and fever.

 

Inside, Beckett’s fever caused him to hallucinate and cling desperately to Avery, gripping her wrist with a painful strength and confessing his regret and unwillingness to let go of her again. Despite her anger and pain, Avery cared for him, sending neighbors to get medicine. By dawn, his fever broke, but Avery remained cold, telling him to return to Westlake City. Beckett’s tearful reminder that they were married shocked Avery, who revealed the divorce papers he had unknowingly signed at the psychiatric center.

 

The revelation that they were no longer married stunned Beckett into numbness. Avery turned away, declaring he was not welcome and warning him to die elsewhere if that was his wish, refusing to let him defile the life she had tried to build. The chapter ends with the tension and unresolved emotions between them, highlighting the deep conflict and pain their past and present struggles have caused.

They managed to save Beckett in the end. 

But after that night, it was as if he had lost the will to live. 

He stopped eating and drinking, doing nothing but staring blankly out the window. 

Vivian tried everything she could think of, but nothing pulled him back. 

Until one day, Beckett accidentally came across a photo online. 

The caption read that it was the most beautiful scenery in Sierra Haven. 

Someone had snapped it in secret. 

A young doctor was treating a patient in the snow. 

The person in the photo had a smile like a painting, with an unworldly grace. Just one glance froze 

Beckett in place. 

He spent days tracking down the photographer and finally obtained the location. 

Vivian knew there was no stopping him. 

“Think this through. The life Avery has now is of her own choosing. Your showing up will only disrupt the peace she’s built.” 

Beckett did not look back. He headed straight for the airport. 

“Mom, if she is gone, I will die.” 

“Even if I have to die, I will die where she can see me. 

The moment I saw Beckett, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. 

Not until he spoke did I realize it was real. 

“Avery…” 

I took a sharp step back and, acting on instinct, shut the clinic door firmly in his face. 

The wariness in my eyes cut him to the quick. 

Tears filled his eyes and he called my name over and over from outside. 

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“I finally found you. I knew you weren’t dead.” 

“Please, just come out and look at me. Just once.” 

I leaned my back against the door, my heartbeat spiraling out of control. 

All the peace I had built here collapsed the moment he appeared. 

I crouched down, covering my ears. 

“Get out!” My scream shattered the quiet. 

His voice stopped. 

A cold wind blew through the cracks of the window, chilling me to the bones. 

After I calmed down, I refused to acknowledge he was still outside. 

Not until nightfall, when a neighbor knocked anxiously on my door. 

“Dr. Monroe, there’s a man outside who looks like he’s about to freeze to death! Do you 

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Winters in Sierra Haven were always below zero. 

Beckett was sitting right outside my door, his body nearly buried by the heavy snow. 

Unaccustomed to the high altitude, he was already suffering from altitude sickness. 

Combined with the raging fever, he truly could freeze to death here. 

The neighbors helped carry him inside. 

The fever was so high he had started hallucinating. 

“What is he saying?” they asked. 

Beckett kept mumbling incoherently. 

I had just turned to grab medication when he suddenly gripped my wrist so tightly my bones ached. 

“Avery… I was wrong. Please don’t leave me… 

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I lowered my gaze and saw the fresh scar on his wrist. 

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Deeper than the one before. 

“Dr. Monroe!” The neighbors tried to pry his hand away but it did not budge. 

Beckett’s eyes fluttered open, unfocused and shimmering. 

No one knew if the wetness on his lashes came from melting snow or tears. 

Now everyone realized the truth. 

This man and I were far from strangers. 

“Avery…” 

Before he could say more, I raised my free hand and slapped him hard across the face. 

“If you do not want to die, then let go.‘ 

His fingers clenched even tighter. 

Beckett turned his head and kept whispering. 

“I will not let go. Even if I die, I will never let go again.” 

Anger surged through me. I genuinely wanted to take a knife and cut that hand off. 

With no choice, I sent the neighbors to fetch more medicine. 

By dawn, his fever finally broke. 

His face was still pale and sickly. 

“If you are fine now then go back to Westlake City.” I said, my voice devoid of warmth. 

To my surprise, his eyes suddenly brimmed with tears. 

“Avery, we are married. You are my wife, Where else am I supposed to go?” 

“Married?” I laughed. It sounded sharp enough to cut glass. 

“We are already divorced. You and I have nothing to do with each other now.‘ 

While he stared at me in shock, I held up the divorce papers he had signed. 

It was only then it hit him. 

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The paperwork he signed at Ravenhill Psychiatric Center had not been a guardian authorization. 

It had been a divorce agreement. 

He stood there, completely numb. 

I turned away. 

“You are not welcome here.” 

“If you’re determined to die, go do it somewhere else. Don’t defile this ground.”