LOGINIn the third year after my death, my wife, a lawyer named Serena Collier, wants me to take the blame and go to prison for her first love, Declan Merritt, once again. She arrives at my hometown carrying a confession statement she prepared, only to discover the place has long since fallen into ruin. Feeling panicked, she has no choice but to ask the neighbors where I am. My neighbor says, "You're asking about Fletcher Whitmore? He's been dead for a long time! I hear that a victim's family hunted him down for revenge and beat him to death after he got out of prison." Serena refuses to believe it. She thinks that my neighbor is in cahoots with me to deceive her. With a disgusted expression, she lets out a cold snort. She sneers, "All I did was put him behind bars for a few years. Now, he even dares to lie to me! "Tell him this for me—if he doesn't show up in court that day, he can forget about me giving another cent to his mother in the mental hospital!" After saying that, she storms off angrily. Watching her stubborn figure disappear into the distance, my neighbor sighs heavily. "But his mother already starved to death in that mental hospital a long time ago…"
View MoreWhispers rippled through the gallery. Declan's face flushed red and then drained white, and then he snapped, screaming like he'd lost his mind."You bitch! You planned this from the start, didn't you? You and that dead bastard Fletcher were in on this together!""When he died, you were off celebrating with another woman because I'd gotten you off the hook. Declan, what you owe Fletcher and what you owe his mother, it all comes due today."Declan kept screaming, hurling every obscenity he could think of, but the fight was draining out of his voice with every word. It was probably starting to dawn on him that this time he was truly finished, brought down by the one woman he'd always assumed he could control.I stood in the center of the courtroom, watching it all unfold. The prosecutor was already requesting that the judge admit the new evidence. Declan's resistance grew weaker and weaker until the bailiffs were practically holding him down in his chair.Serena stood with her back s
The next morning, the hearing began on schedule.When the courtroom doors swung open, the gallery was nearly empty, just a handful of people scattered across the benches. Declan sat in the defendant's seat, and the moment he saw Serena walk in, he flashed her an ingratiating smile and gave her a thumbs-up.He probably still thought today's hearing was nothing more than a formality. Once his "scapegoat" showed up to take the blame, he'd walk out a free man.The judge struck the gavel, and the session officially began. The prosecutor read through the charges, and then it was Serena's turn to deliver the defense.She stood up in a tailored black suit, her hair pulled back without a single strand out of place, her expression giving away absolutely nothing. She looked exactly the way she always did in court."Your Honor, my client Declan Merritt did not act with criminal intent. At the time of the incident, he was in a disoriented mental state, and he has cooperated fully with the inve
It wasn't long before Kieran came back through the door, arms loaded with a thick case file."Ms. Collier, this is the full summary of evidence against Declan Merritt, including the transfer records showing he embezzled the medical fees, and also—""Leave it on the desk." Serena cut him off."That's all for now. Don't come back in unless I call you."Kieran set everything down and left, pulling the door shut so gently it barely made a sound.Serena opened the file. The very first page was the signature page from the forged settlement agreement Declan had drawn up years ago.The handwriting meant to imitate the victim's family was shaky and uneven. How had nobody caught it back then?She flipped through the pages faster and faster, her breathing growing heavier with each one. Then she shoved the file aside and grabbed her phone, her finger hovering over the dial button. She stayed like that for a long moment before putting the phone back down.I watched her walk to the window. T
I hovered beside her desk and watched.There was no dramatic expression on Serena's face, no rage or outburst of any kind. But the tears fell anyway, rolling silently down her cheeks and landing on the scattered documents below, leaving small wet circles on the paper."How can he be... How can he be dead?"She buried her face in her hands, repeating those same words over and over like a broken record. Kieran took one look at her, set down the remaining files, and quietly left the room.The office was dead silent. Serena slumped in her chair, one hand clutching my death certificate and the other tangled in her own hair.She had pulled her neat bun apart until it was a mess, loose strands sticking to her tear-streaked face. She looked like someone on the verge of falling apart completely.I circled around her twice, and all I felt was confusion.Who was this performance for? When I took the fall for Declan, she hadn't so much as blinked.When Mom was locked up in that hospital an






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