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Chapter 10

Author: Washing Wheat
Mom stared at those final lines, her eyes wide and bloodshot.

"He knew... He knew all of it..."

Her lips trembled. Her fingers loosened, and the letter floated down onto the carpet.

It was the same wool carpet I'd bled on a few days before my death. The stain had already been cleaned, but Mom suddenly threw herself at that spot, clawing desperately at the fibers.

"Miles's blood... His blood was right here...

"He knew he was our son. He watched us give Nolan everything. He watched us send hi
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  • I Died to End Their Lie   Chapter 14

    That was where their own son lay, dead because of what they'd done. It was also the prison they'd never escape for the rest of their lives.Three years later, in late autumn, a cold wind swept dead yellow leaves across the paved paths of the cemetery.Dad pushed Mom's wheelchair unsteadily toward a modest headstone and came to a stop. She'd wasted away until she was little more than skin and bone, her white hair tangled and wild. In her lap, she still gripped the robot model, its colors nearly worn away from years of washing."Miles, Mom and Dad are here to see you."Dad laid the inexpensive white carnations before the stone. His voice was as rough as sandpaper.There was no photograph on my grave. After searching every corner of the old Voss estate, my parents had discovered they didn't possess a single photograph of me alone from those nineteen years. The only picture they had was a family portrait where half my blurred profile showed at the very edge of the frame.Dad crouched

  • I Died to End Their Lie   Chapter 13

    Mom had completely lost touch with reality. She clutched a filthy little robot model to her chest.It was the same limited-edition toy Nolan and I had fought over when we were six. Back then, she'd taken Nolan's side and made me stand in a corner as punishment. Now she called the toy "Miles" every day and seemed convinced that if she held it tightly enough, I could never leave her again."Graham, Miles says he's hungry. Where are we going to cook dinner for him?"She looked up at the curtain of rain with empty eyes.Dad didn't bother with an umbrella. Cold water poured down his face as he stared at the mansion's sealed gates. His mouth twisted into a bitter smile."Come on. I'm taking you both to our new home."They moved into a basement room in a neglected part of the city, barely two hundred square feet in size. Sunlight never reached it. Green mold spread across the walls, and whenever it rained, sewage backed up through the drains, filling the room with a sickening smell.Mo

  • I Died to End Their Lie   Chapter 12

    Still spewing insults, Nolan raced upstairs, grabbed several expensive watches and whatever cash he could find, and fled the Voss estate that night.The mansion fell silent as a tomb again.I floated beside the window and watched him run. I didn't feel a trace of pity.Nolan wasn't evil in every possible way. He was simply greedy. He'd happily taken everything that should have been mine, yet he'd refused to accept responsibility for any of it. Now, at last, he was paying for that greed.The next day, Dad received a call from the Red Cross."Mr. Voss, I'm calling about your son Miles's cornea donation. The recipient is recovering well. His family would very much like to thank you in person, if you're willing to meet them."Dad's grip tightened around the phone."We'll meet them."That afternoon, he pushed Mom, who was barely aware of what was happening around her, through the hospital gardens in a wheelchair.The sun was shining.A boy of fifteen or sixteen approached with his

  • I Died to End Their Lie   Chapter 11

    Over the next few days, the Voss household descended into complete chaos.Dad canceled every meeting and called in every favor he had to make sure Clive and Martha Haskett ended up behind bars. He even bribed a corrections officer to see that the two of them received "special attention."None of it eased his guilt.Night after night, he lay awake replaying the final phone call I'd made to him."Your birth parents wouldn't dare let you come back without my permission.""I'm going to die."Those two sentences cut through him again and again.He searched through everything I'd left in the little housekeeper's room. There wasn't much: a few battered books and an old accounting notebook.Its pages listed every bit of pocket money I'd earned doing household chores over nineteen years, along with the $10,000 I'd secretly put aside. On the last page, I'd written one sentence:"Once I've paid for my grave, I'll finally be free."Dad stared at it, covered his face, and let out a muffle

  • I Died to End Their Lie   Chapter 10

    Mom stared at those final lines, her eyes wide and bloodshot."He knew... He knew all of it..."Her lips trembled. Her fingers loosened, and the letter floated down onto the carpet.It was the same wool carpet I'd bled on a few days before my death. The stain had already been cleaned, but Mom suddenly threw herself at that spot, clawing desperately at the fibers."Miles's blood... His blood was right here..."He knew he was our son. He watched us give Nolan everything. He watched us send him away... Why didn't he say anything? Why didn't he expose us?"Her voice cracked into a raw, desperate howl.At last, she understood my silence before I died. It hadn't been submission. It hadn't been an attempt to keep the peace.I'd simply stopped caring.With my death, I'd carved a divide through this family that none of them would ever cross.Dad collapsed onto the sofa and buried his face in his hands. The man who had never hesitated to crush a business rival was shaking so badly he c

  • I Died to End Their Lie   Chapter 9

    Two officers restrained Mom. Nolan stood in the doorway with a handkerchief pressed to his mouth, tears falling freely."How could Miles be so foolish? Even if he was sick, he should've told Mom and Dad. Maybe he thought I'd taken his place and didn't want to burden the family..."Dad whipped around, glaring at Nolan like an enraged animal."Shut up!"Nolan flinched so hard that his carefully rehearsed expression almost slipped.Dad shoved past an officer and stormed out of the morgue. Clive and Martha Haskett were being escorted down the corridor. He grabbed them both."You animals! I told you to take care of him! What did you do to my son?"He punched Clive in the face.Clive shouted back, "Mr. Voss, what the hell are you hitting me for? Your assistant told us the boy wouldn't behave in the city! Said we needed to discipline him, and we could be as rough as we liked as long as we didn't kill him! How were we supposed to know he had a terminal illness? When he started bleeding

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