My Revenge After Death
He quickly scanned them, his eyes turning bloodshot, but he calmly put the documents away.
Good. The understanding between us was still there.
Only 3 hours left until my death.
I refused all life-saving measures.
After another brief bout of unconsciousness, I woke to see Ethan holding his phone in front of me.
It was Celeste's social media post—her latest update was nine photos.
The center one was a family portrait of her, Mom, Dad, and Marcus.
The caption read: "Thank you, sister, for making this possible. From now on, I'm the family's true princess."