Chapter 9
My best friend took my ashes out to sea on a yacht.
She handled everything after my death with meticulous care–calm, decisive. Just as 1 was about to compliment her, I saw her face streaked with tears.
“Stubborn girl, you never told me you were sick. You suffered so much, waiting to die alone. How could you do this to me?”
“You were studying abroad, I didn’t want to trouble you. “I’m really grateful for all the things you’ve done for me.”
It was the first time after my death that I felt pain. It seemed that even after death, a person could still feel pain.
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I had met my best friend at work. Back then, I didn’t know she was the daughter of the CEO who was making anonymous visits. I had treated her like someone I wanted to help, not realizing who she truly was. Later, after she told me her identity, she often teased me for that, but our friendship endured.
Meeting her might have been the best decision I ever made.
Wiping away her tears, my best friend straightened herself up. “Hannah, don’t worry. I won’t let the people who hurt you go unpunished.”
She scattered my ashes into the sea, and finally, she began to weep loudly.
“Hannah, if there’s an afterlife, let’s be sisters again.”
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“Hannah, wuwu, you think you’re so impressive just because you died? Wuwu….
Yet, my soul had not yet dissipated.
After the incident at my funeral, Colin’s reputation was ruined. The Smith family’s stocks plummeted, and the new product developed by my best friend’s company quickly seized market share, breaking the Smith family’s long–standing monopoly.
Colin locked himself in his room every day, drowning his sorrows in alcohol. He couldn’t care less about the company.
His mother was frantic, holding the baby and thrusting it into Colin’s arms. “What’s the big deal with losing a woman? You’re going to abandon your child too?”
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It was the first time I saw Jessica’s child. He looked so much like Colin, a quiet, innocent little bundle, not crying, not fussing.
Colin treated him like a hot potato, dropping him onto the floor, which immediately set the baby wailing.
His mother, distressed, scooped the baby up. “This is your son! From the moment he was born, you’ve never held him! Hannah is dead! She’s gone, and even in death, she won’t leave us alone! Isn’t it bad enough what she’s done to us?!”
Colin looked coldly at the child, red–faced from crying. His eyes swollen like those of a goldfish, his whole body reeking of alcohol, utterly defeated.
“Mom, to get your grand–son, you drugged me so I’d sleep with Jessica. Now that the
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baby’s in your hands, can you finally let me go?”
“Hannah was just an unwanted child. What kind of spell did she cast on you and Grandma?!”
“Are you really going to stand by and watch the Smith family’s business crumble because of that woman?”
Colin lowered his head and began to laugh, half of his face hidden in shadow. His laughter soon shifted into a faint, almost sobbing sound, as if he were struggling in the darkness–a chilling, unsettling sound.
His mother, terrified, quickly fled with the baby in her arms.
The silver moonlight bathed Colin’s face, his stern features as lifeless as death itself.
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“Hannah.”
“I’m sorry!”
“Hannah, take me with you.”
“Wuwu~”
How could I take him with me? In this life, the next, or the next after that, I never wanted to have anything to do with him again.
With no hesitation, I turned and walked away. In the vast, endless whiteness, I thought I saw his grandmother’s figure. She looked at me with such tenderness, as if we were back to the moment we first met.
