Don't Bury Him Yet Novels & Stories

" He said and I turned to face him. "Really? You'd pay for everything." I questioned again just to be sure. "I'm serious. If you want we can do the burial tomorrow." He said and i nodded. "Yes. I'd like to bury her tomorrow." I answered. "Then get ready for the burial." He said and I leaned back. Finally,I'll get to bury my love so she can finally rest in peace. She needs to rest and be given a befitting burial and as for Mia,get ready to rot in jail for what you've done for me.

"Then what should I do?" “You… hmm… let me call Argo… if you leave his corpse here, it would cause a commotion. We have to bury him… later when the conditions are calmer, and someone asks where he is... we can explain, even though I'm confused… no one will miss him.”

Each holding one instruction: “Now we bury her in the boardroom.”

"Go and have some rest. I want to prepare his body to be buried tomorrow." I wiped my tears and inhaled deeply. I made up my mind that I wouldn't let anyone bury Jeremy. "Preserve his body," I told the old lady. "He can not be buried yet."

"As for Sean, I convinced Sheila to torture him physically all these years just to punish him. It would be a form of release for him if he left anyway. I'll make sure that Sean will stay forever inside the beautiful dream I've woven for him, especially since he loves me so much." The person with her hesitated slightly before saying, "But Sean Langdon doesn't know that faking his death means being really buried. It's too much of a risk to bury someone alive for seven full days. Moreover, Mr. Langdon is afraid of the dark and claustrophobic. If anything happens to him in that coffin…"

"Don't disrespect the dead." He covered his mouth with one hand, the other still wrapped around her. "Oops." "I think we should go get some flowers and galants. This stone is too plain." Fernando nodded. "And bland." "Very plain." "If you lovebirds are done, can we finally go get ready for a burial?" Lia chuckled and turned to look at Jane. "Yes. I don't think we should keep mum waiting any longer. It's bad enough that she was buried by strangers."

"He is not breathing. We have to bury him as soon as possible." My mind quickly processes her words. I stand up and straighten my body, ignoring the pain that racks through my very core. My breathing is now shallow but what disturbs me the most is that I don't have any idea where to bury this body. "This is not my territory, Rossella. Why don't you call Nico to come help us?" Rossella shakes her head solemnlyqq "I don't want him to get involved in this. Help me lift him up, I know where to bury him."

"I didn't see him when I took the soil." "Okay, it's okay. How about you bury him so that your heart can rest easily?" I said while giving him a small shovel. "Dig a small hole for him, bury him and mark his grave with a stone or anything that you can remember. You can also pray or sing for him." Shery nodded and took the shovel from my hand. I guided her to do the burial ceremony for the poor snail and David smiled proudly at us. "Where's Shane?" David asked while Shery was marking the snail's grave. "Why isn't he with you?"

“What makes you so sure she’s dead? How can you say that like you’re so certain?” “Because I am ,” he said quietly. “Then prove it,” I said. My heart was racing now. “Where is she buried?” Silence. Then he answered, cold and simple. “She wasn’t buried.” I froze. “What?” I whispered. “Her body was never found.” A short, sharp laugh left me before I could stop it. I shook my head. “Now you’re really messing with me,” I said. “So she’s dead, but not buried, but her body was never found? Do you even hear yourself, how are so sure she’s dead?”

“What’s going on, babe? Do you want me to come with you?” “No,” he said, shaking his head. “I’ll be back soon. While I’m gone, make sure the wedding wraps up on a good note, alright?” With that, he strode over to Milo. “I’m coming with you to Elara’s funeral,” Lucian said, his tone firm. “I won’t believe a word of it until I see it for myself.”