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A Farewell Gift of Death
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Synopsis
After Death
Remorse Family
Familial Bond
Melodramatic
Bias
Hypocrisy
Scumbag
Family Emotions
Biological Family
I died on my birthday, but neither my parents nor my husband noticed. They were too busy pouring all their attention into planning my twin sister, Esme Shaw's, birthday party. While she was surrounded by people helping her pick out a gown, I was tied up and thrown into the basement. With what little strength I had left, I forced my broken fingers to press in the code—9395. It was a signal my husband, Edwin Grant, and I had once agreed on. It was a straightforward way to call for help in the event of danger. I never thought I would actually need it one day. But when I sent it, he didn't believe me. His reply was cold, "Claudia, just because I didn't take you shopping for a new dress, you've decided to put on a show? "You can still wear last year's gown. Stop making trouble. I'll see you at the party later." What he didn't know was that Esme had already shredded that gown into pieces. And what he couldn't imagine was that the moment after he hung up, I was already gone. So, when the celebration began, I never appeared. But when everyone saw the birthday gift I had prepared for Esme ahead of time, the entire room lost its mind.
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A Farewell Gift of Death Chapter 8
Esme's downfall didn't surprise me. She was arrogant and overbearing. No one could stand her for long.The prison guards said she had been scrawling wildly on the walls, shrieking as she drew. "I'm a genius! I'm a great artist!"Day after day, the same manic display occurred until her cellmates finally snapped and lashed out.When Mom and Dad heard the news, shock aged them overnight. They hated Esme for destroying their lives, but she was still their daughter. As the only daughter they had left, they went to visit her one last time.She lay on the hospital bed, her face void of expression. There was a saying that people would relive the most unforgettable memory of their lives in their final moments.What she saw was me, sitting with her at sunset, teaching her how to paint. I mixed colors for her, helped her search for inspiration, and, in the end, ruffled her hair with a smile. "You're amazing."A single tear slipped down the corner of her eye when she remembered this.In the
A Farewell Gift of Death Chapter 7
The other inmates exchanged helpless glances, clearly at a loss. They had already told Esme the truth countless times, but she refused to believe it.Years of being idolized had warped her mind. She was convinced she still had legions of admirers who would never abandon her.However, that delusion shattered when Edwin showed up. He read out one lawsuit after another right in front of her.With every word, her face drained of color until she finally shrieked, "You're lying! You're just trying to scare me into confessing, aren't you?"Watching her lose control, he slammed the stack of documents against her face. "Scare you? Do you even understand how incompetent you really are? During all four years in college, you were constantly skipping classes and nearly getting expelled. Your grades were always at the bottom."The more he spoke, the more bitter his laughter became. It was as if he were laughing at himself. "And yet somehow, this pathetic student managed to win a national award.
A Farewell Gift of Death Chapter 6
The police soon took Esme away.Mom and Dad sat in the living room, sobbing uncontrollably, while Edwin stared in silence out the window.Then, his gaze shifted to the box in the corner—the same one everyone had scorned before. Now it was treated like a sacred relic.He walked over and carefully opened it. Inside was a signed divorce agreement, with a yellowed diamond ring tucked between the pages.Beneath it lay a family portrait. My part had been scratched out, leaving only the three of them smiling together. At the very bottom was a small chip.Edwin played the video.On screen, I sat in front of the camera. My face was pale, and my eyes were swollen from crying. My frail, tender voice filled the room. "If you're watching this, I'm probably already gone. The doctors say I have cancer, and I've got seven days left at most."I thought about saying a lot, but then I realized there's no point. You've never had the patience to listen to me anyway. In your eyes, there's only Esme.
A Farewell Gift of Death Chapter 5
Edwin's legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees.Dad's eyes widened as he stammered, "C-Claudia! Stop this nonsense! How could you pretend to be dead on a day like this?"He strode forward and kicked me hard, twice. "Get up!"But I couldn't move. Dad crouched down impatiently, eyeing the blood on my face. Then, he let out a cold, mocking laugh. "So, this is where the ketchup went? How dare you waste it just to put on a show!"He reached out to wipe it off, but the instant his fingers brushed my skin, he screamed in horror because I was ice-cold.His hand trembled violently as he pointed at me, his voice shaking. "She's… Dead. She's really dead!"Edwin's breath caught, his chest tightening as he stared at my lifeless body in disbelief.Mom wailed, nearly fainting. For the first time, I saw genuine fear etched into their faces. But she didn't dare take a step closer as maggots had already begun to crawl from beneath my clothing.At that moment, Brendan rushed in, cradling my
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