Chapter Forty-five

"WOW, you're a hoarder, Cresia!" Caren said to me as she looked at all the items displayed in the tent. 

Lenos managed to put up a garage sale inside St. Claire. All of the things inside my walk-in closet could be found there: shoes, bags, clothes and even my set of jewelry. 

"Cresia, are you sure you want to do these?" Lenos asked me while getting all my hangered clothes from my wardrobe. 

"I couldn't bring them to the afterlife so might as well let other people have them, right?" I smiled at him. "It's better to do that than to just let them rot here."

While looking at everything in front of me, I just proved to myself how materialistic I've become in the last ten years. I just realized how I relied my happiness on these material things