Chapter 9

"No… This isn't real! You must be lying to me, Scott! You're all lying to me, aren't you?" Hadrian howled in denial.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his usually neatly styled hair fell across his forehead messily.

Upon hearing his words, Percy snapped, "Bullshit! You don't deserve to have his belongings. Give me the phone. Give it to me!"

"Get out of my way!"

Hadrian clutched my phone to his chest as if that cracked thing was a priceless treasure.

He countered brokenly, "Didn't you hear it? There are messages in here that he sent me. His phone password is my birthday. I'm the one he loved. Why should I give the phone to you?"

I found his outburst somewhat amusing.

So he did know the one I loved was him. But when I was alive, he wouldn't even hear me out. What was the point of putting on such a show after I died?

Neither of them was my family, so the police told them to notify my relatives to claim the body. Dad made excuses about not having time and wouldn't come at all.

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