Novel & Cerita Every Last Breath Book

"I'm just asking." "You're not just asking, Eli, that's not a question, that's an accusation dressed up as one. Do you have any idea what the last month has looked like for me? I've talked to strangers about the worst night of my life. I've asked people to relive something I can't even fully remember myself, over and over, because I need to know just as badly as you do." My voice cracked, and I hated that it did, hated giving him the satisfaction of watching me come apart over something this unfair. "Where is this even coming from? Four days ago you told me you believed I was trying just as hard as you were."

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Masked. A gun. No— BANG! The sound thundered through me. My head struck the pavement first before my body. Voices. Screams. My vision blurred. Darkness crept in from the edges, swallowing everything slowly. “Someone call an ambulance!” The words echoed. My last breath slipping out of me. --- "TO BE CONTINUED IN BOOK TWO."

He’s even planning to start giving me his blood during the last month, hoping it’ll make the birth easier. I’m not too worried. At least, not until Leo starts reading the part of the book that lists every possible way something can go wrong. “Right, where were we,” he mutters, flipping the page. “Ah yes—breathing exercises.” I groan. Like breathing is really going to help me.

I said quietly, "but the sins you committed… You still have to pay for them. You think being given a second life means you can erase the past? The world doesn't work like that." Jim was waiting for me by the door. Without looking back, I took his hand and walked away. Garrett could spend the rest of his miserable life in the stench of decay and endless nightmares…till his last breath.

I never mattered. His phone buzzed briefly. Opening the message, he found it was a collection of surveillance clips his assistant had gathered. They were clips documenting every moment from my final days to my death. One clip showed the white sheet covering my deformed body. Another, me being wheeled into the crematorium. And there, the final parting between me and the world. Under the intense sunlight, Spencer staggered before suddenly crouching down and clutching his head tightly with both hands. He kept repeating in a daze, "How could this happen? How could she really be gone? Didn't you always say you're invincible, like a heroine?"

As for Dad, he had his usual stern expression, but his lips were also curved upwards. "Nat, it's time to go home." I took one last glance back at this world, at James still kneeling on the floor, then looked up at the clear blue skies above me. At last, I turned and walked into the light to grab my parents' hands. Everything behind me had nothing to do with me anymore. The ray of light brightened, more and more, before my body dissolved into countless tiny specks of light that dispersed in the wind. James, still on his knees at the same spot, suddenly shivered and lifted his head to stare at the sky with a lost expression.

“Olivia promised she wouldn’t mind. Right?” “Right,” I said every time, my voice steady, my body failing. But each word tasted like iron on my tongue. Breathing grew heavy. My chest ached. My legs trembled as if my body already knew the grave was calling. So before I lost the chance, I made a quiet decision.