Even After Her Death Novel Chloe Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Chloe, darling. Are you ready for school?" I heard Mary's voice followed by a knock on my door. "I'll be out in a minute, Mary." I shouted back to our maid as I quickly outlined my lips with a lip gloss. It was the first day of our senior year and I wanted to look perfect as always. Thanks to my parents, I was blessed with good genes so I didn't have to try too much to look good. I took one final look at myself in the mirror and found a young girl with straight blonde hair and sparkling green eyes, staring right back at me. After straightening out my crop top, I grabbed my back pack and walked out of my room. I was greeted by an empty living room as usual. My mom died when I was three

Jade begged. With this, a she tried to smile but it was difficult. Looking at her face, once could imagine how much she struggled with speaking. "H..appy married life, Saph. I know you'll be a better wife than I ever would. Sorry for ruining your wedding dress. Count it as a... blessing." With a soft breath, her hand dropped to the ground, as her eyes closed. The warmth of life stolen by the cold embrace of death was a sad one. Chloe died before the ambulance arrived.

Eventually, I moved on to a new home, a new job, and a new life. One day, I received a call from the police. The officer said, "Ms. Sawyer, good evening. We found a man who froze to death overnight at a cemetery. "He was heavily intoxicated. We traced his records and found that you were listed as his emergency contact." I exhaled slowly. "I used to be, but not anymore. Please proceed with your standard protocols." "Understood. Sorry to disturb you." After hanging up, I looked toward the sky and whispered a quiet prayer. I asked the universe to send kindness to those who truly needed it.

The more Nathan read, the redder his eyes became. At the very end of the letter, I had left a final note, as if mocking myself. "Eight years of love disappeared in the blink of an eye, swallowed by a lie. Nate, I never thought the day would come when I'd die at your hands…"

Philipp's wife also sued her, demanding she pay back every dollar Philipp had spent on her. As for what happened after that, I never found out. Time flew by. Soon, it was the anniversary of Chloe's death again. Like always, I went to the cemetery and talked to her for a while. Then a small bird flew over. Just like the one from years ago. I watched it land. Then I watched it fly away.

Then the truth arrived all at once, crashing over her with a force that stole the air from her lungs. She didn't remember crossing the room. She didn't remember kneeling beside her, or whispering Isabelle's name over and over as though repetition alone might undo what had already happened. There was no pulse. No warmth left beneath her fingers when she finally forced herself to check. Isabelle Cross was gone, and had been for some time. A small folded note lay near her outstretched hand, the handwriting hurried, unfamiliar. Chloe didn't dare touch it. She didn't dare touch anything.

One year had passed, and Ester and Josh's names were no longer present in Chloe's life. Everything had passed, becoming memories that taught the beautiful widow many lessons. After both of them were gone from her life, Chloe felt better because they not only left her life but also received the appropriate punishment for their evil deeds. When Chloe recalled everything that had happened recently, she couldn't believe she could still sigh in relief, especially when alone. The atmosphere during her captivity sometimes made her express her gratitude multiple times.

Clearly, after Chloe realized I had escaped, she had gone on a rampage and killed every NPC in sight. Fear crawled up my spine. I couldn’t even imagine what Chloe would do next.

CHLOE “Am I dead?” I thought to myself as I awoke in a strange environment. This was exactly how much was used to describe where the Moon Goddess lived. Everything in the room was white, including the chairs, the vase, the tables, the walls, and everything else. This scared me. “Did I really die and go to the afterlife?” I kept asking myself this question as I began to panic. That wasn’t righ, it couldn’t be true. I hadn’t achieved what I wanted to, my vengeance. I hadn’t made my parents proud by scattering the vampire king’s ashes on their graves. This couldn’t be true, couldn’t be real.

The woman who had nearly burned them all alive… the one who’d haunted every choice Elias ever made… was still breathing. Elias’s fingers clenched weakly around the blanket. “Then I have to finish it.” “No,” I said sharply. “You’re barely standing. You’re not going anywhere.” His eyes lifted to mine…..dark, steady, unflinching. “If she’s alive, Chloe, then this isn’t over. She won’t stop.” The silence between us pressed hard. I wanted to scream at him, tell him he didn’t owe her anything anymore, but the truth hung there: Isabelle had always found a way back.