บททั้งหมดของ Rising From the Dead to Torment Me: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

“Why did you do this?”I suppressed the trembling in my body and asked Vera with red-rimmed eyes.After so many years, she was no longer gentle and sweet. Her gaze was cold and detached.“Miles, it’s because you’ve never been very sensible.”What exactly did it mean to be sensible?My mother frowned at me as well.“For all these years, we were just trying to teach you how to behave, to stop always trying to compete with your brother.“Miles, they already have a child. Let go. You’ll meet someone better.”That would never happen.I pressed my lips together. My heart was aching as though it were being torn apart.“I never took anything from Sean.” I choked out the last few words.When I was a child, my parents always remembered what Sean liked. I was forced to like the same things as him so they would spare me a little attention.I had to become like him just to earn the smallest bit of their care.I never thought that just saying, ‘I want that too,’ would be seen as stealin

My voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, but I still kept pounding on the door with everything I had.I kept going until my palms were swollen, split, and streaked with blood.I could not die yet. My paintings still had not been sent to the exhibition.My life might have been colorless and bleak, but my work had to be hung up in a clean frame.I did not know how long I kept hitting the door before it finally opened.Vera stood at the entrance with a tight expression. When she saw me curled up on the floor, a flicker of panic crossed her eyes.She quickly crouched down and touched my forehead. The heat made her pull her hand back instantly.“You have a fever? How did it get this bad?!”“Medicine… under my pillow…” I could barely string my words.Vera immediately got up, rushed to my room, and found the medicine box. She poured me a glass of warm water and came back.She carefully helped me sit up. Her movements were gentle, as though she was afraid of hurting me.“Take t

“Miles!”“No!”I listened to their voices, hearing them panic over me for the first time.The moment I landed, agonizing pain tore through my entire body.Blood poured from my wounds.It stained the flower bed below me red.Would they finally believe me now, even just a little?Rain began to fall, washing away all my blood and tears.It felt cold, and it hurt so much.Using the last of my strength, I whispered, “I'm tired...”I slowly closed my eyes, never to open them again.…By noon the next day, Miles’ family still had not found him.He fell from the balcony, but there was no body.Obviously, in that case, he was not dead.He had just run away.Mrs. Garrett decided that she was going to have a serious talk with Miles when he came home.How dare he threaten suicide like that!Vera frowned. Her voice carried a hint of irritation. “Where did Miles run off to? He's still sulking and refusing to come home.”Mrs. Garrett muttered, “When he gets back, I'm going to set h

Vera went to Evergreen Memorial Gardens.She knelt before his grave, crying like a child. She kept apologizing over and over again, but there was no response.The cemetery staff handed her the things he had left behind, which were a sketchbook and a diary.Inside the sketchbook were all the paintings he had created over the years of his childhood home and her portraits from their teenage years.Every image carried loneliness and a quiet, lingering sadness in its muted colors.The final piece was the one submitted to the art exhibition.It depicted a boy standing alone in a barren cemetery, with nothing behind him.It was titled ‘The Way Home’.Only then did Vera realize Miles had long since considered the cemetery his final destination.As for the diary, it recorded every thought he had from the day of the engagement banquet six years ago until the day he died.Every line was filled with despair and pain.Six years ago, when he received the call saying she and Sean had died,

The days passed one after the other. Sean’s spending only grew more excessive.Addicted to pleasure, he spent money without restraint.Before long, Mr. and Mrs. Garrett’s savings were completely drained.However, he was still not satisfied.His eyes eventually landed on the family home. It was well-located and valuable. Then, he developed a darker idea.Without telling anyone, he secretly took Mr. and Mrs. Garrett’s IDs and property documents, using them to secure a large bank loan to mortgage the house.He spent all of it recklessly—luxury venues, extravagance, and a life of indulgence.By the time the bank’s repayment notice arrived, the truth finally came out. The couple instantly collapsed at the news.Furious and devastated, they confronted Sean.“Sean, have you lost your mind?! How could you mortgage the house?”Mr. Garrett trembled with rage and raised his hand to strike him, but Sean shoved him away without hesitation.His expression was no longer one of fake obedien