The next time I heard anything about Lila, it was a call from Zeke. On the other end, he laughed and congratulated me. “Lila caught a disease and died in a client’s bed.”I was not surprised by the outcome. All the revenge I could not take in my past life, I was settling in this one.When Zeke returned Lila’s body, my mom looked at her frozen, lifeless form and completely broke down. She kept murmuring, “Lila, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me…”My mom ran out of the house that day and never came back.For the first month or two, my dad tried everything he could to find her. He posted flyers on the streets and put up missing person notices online, but it was all for nothing. He did not even get a single vague lead.As time went on, my dad stopped looking for my mom and brought a new woman into our home. He said firmly, “I’m still living. I’m old and need someone to take care of me.”I looked at her six-year-old son, whose face was nearly identical to my dad’s, and smile
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