บททั้งหมดของ Lost in the Snow: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

"Where is Emily? The next group of tourists is arriving."A colleague looked at Shawn Foster with confusion and asked, "Didn't Emily bring you the supplies? Did you not come down the mountain together?"A flicker of unease crossed Shawn's face, but he quickly masked it."She's a guide herself, she can't possibly be stuck up there."The colleague's expression shifted to shock."Emily's supply bag is still in her room. How could she be on the mountain?"Realizing that Shawn was not joking, the colleague grew anxious."No, this is bad. There was an avalanche two days ago. She must be in trouble. We need to go up and find her—now!"Shawn cut him off irritatedly, "Do you know how rare avalanches are? What are the chances she got caught in one on such a huge mountain? She's just being stubborn and trying to get back at me. I won't give in to her. If she doesn't show up by tomorrow, I'll go myself."Just as he finished speaking, the medical team sent word that Susan had awakened.Wi

I met him 10 years ago. He had a fight with Susan and went to a bar to drink, while I was kidnapped by a group of delinquent girls and taken there. They forced me to perform a strip dance.I struggled, but it was useless. Desperate, I would rather die than be humiliated. I slammed myself against the bar's wall.Shawn saved me. From that moment on, he was my world.On the day he proposed, I drank for the first time in my life, despite being allergic to alcohol.I was not aware of the real reason he married me: My blood type was the same as his mother's—a rare type. Also, marrying me would also help him make Susan jealous.After our wedding, I devoted myself to taking care of him.I sold the house I bought with years of hard work and my family's heirloom jewelry to fund his startup company.I followed him to move to the snowy mountains after his startup business failed. We moved our whole lives here.He was kind to me at first. He would take care of me when I was sick, and he wou

Susan continued her Master's studies. She came to see Shawn, hoping he would move to her new city and start fresh.For the entire week, Shawn got busy preparing for Susan's celebration party. He sent invitations to everyone he knew, choosing a venue even more luxurious than the one for our wedding.The money he spent so generously came from the house and jewelry I sold for him.How ridiculous. Back then, he had not wanted to spend a dime on our wedding. I suggested a simple trip instead to save his money.In the end, I never even stepped foot outside this city's parks. There was no wedding dress, no banquet, no guests. I still married him happily.I finally understood that he had not agreed to a simple wedding because of money; he agreed because marrying me never mattered to him in the first place.Susan's celebration was different. To him, it was the most important event of the year.After breaking up with her boyfriend of three years, Susan came to Shawn for comfort.He can

"Shawn, come with me to Astonia. We can start anew! I'll continue my studies and you can launch a new business. Emily is dead. No one will know the truth. You can cash out her life insurance and start over."Guides on these mountains were always insured for hefty sums.I had died in an avalanche. As long as no one found out that Shawn had a hand in it, he—my so-called husband—could walk away with a fortune.I loved him for 10 whole years, and he got to kill me and get rich? How was that fair?A strange surge of energy coursed through me. Still, I could not touch anything.The helplessness was suffocating. It felt exactly like when I died, like something was burning inside me, clawing at my gut.I had not known ghosts could feel anxiety. I had not known ghosts could feel stomach pain.Nonetheless, I knew one thing: I would never let them start over. No way in hell.They both had to die.If all this evidence was not enough to wake Shawn up, maybe the recording I had on my radio