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Felicity felt nervous, and she trembled, knowing that they were only the two of them inside the house. “Mom said she just went out. She’ll be back, don’t worry. For now, let’s eat while watching a movie.” Marco led her to the living room and asked her to sit on the floor as he will prepare their snacks. He opened the television and let Felicity choose the movie she wanted to watch. Marco came back with popcorn in the bowl. He gave them to Felicity, and she gladly took them and put them on the center table. Marco came back to the dining to get their juices and brought them to the living room. He sat next to Felicity, and he gave a glass of juice to her. Felicity didn’t notice the drug that Ma

He stumbled forward and reached for my belly. "The baby! Where is the baby? What happened?" The grief on his face was a sick joke. The thing I had been holding in for weeks finally came up out of me. "Mason, you are asking now? Now you remember? "The day of the crash, I was pinned under the car, hemorrhaging, and you took the ambulance I called for and put your woman in it. "It was you. You killed our baby." His shoulders rocked.

I don't like going in to places like that but it has been a long time since I have had a milkshake. I try not to look at the people eating. I look at the cashier. At first I can't believe it. I rub my eyes just to be sure that I am not seeing things. It is her, standing there smiling, my Delilah. But how can it be? She's dead isn't she? The only difference is the girl standing in front of me has blue eyes. Other than that she looks exactly like my love. "Next," she calls out, a smile plastered on her face. I can't get myself to move let alone say anything.

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

After that day, I never saw Emery again. Sasha's case caused a media storm due to its severity, and she was sentenced to death with immediate execution. Meanwhile, I was busy arranging a funeral for the two innocent children. In my previous life, Emery had managed to save them in time. This time, they could not escape their own mother's cruelty. On the day of the funeral, I stood before their graves with their favorite stuffed animals in my arms. I spoke softly to them. I prayed that they would be blessed with parents who truly loved them in their next lives.

Chad pondered. He was not the only one who thought about it. Ariel had also made a similar guess. The ceremony for Elena's third death anniversary would end roughly before noon. Ariel reckoned Jayson would probably leave around that time. That way, he would not appear cold-hearted and disrespectful. At the same time, he could still make time to meet up with Nancy's group. He could kill two birds with one stone. Lucas remained in the same spot. As if he was totally unaware of what had happened, Lucas curled his lips and greeted Jayson. He smiled enigmatically. "I thought you'd be too busy to come over today, Mr. Larkin."

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

Death says I pout rolling my eyes, "I don't want to go to hell," "Of course you do," he says wrapping his arms around my shoulders before waving to Mika and snapping us back to the Ocean. "Aw look at them," Hera gushes I elbow Death while he's off guard and he immediately lets go of me leaning against the wall, "That was unnecessary," "You do not need to hug me," I reply, although I slightly miss the warmth he provided me "Yeah, okay, let's pretend like you didn't like it," He replies with the rise of an eyebrow

"The game difficulty has been upgraded. Only high-level ghosts may remain in Happy Home. Mid-level ghosts must evacuate the residential complex immediately." The fatal mechanical voice echoed throughout the entire building. "What?!" Nicole couldn't help but scream. Granny Rosa was the only high-level ghost they could currently access. Without her as a messenger, they would all die here without question. My father and brother's expressions flickered with panic as they paced back and forth, unable to find a way out.

In Charles's eyes, I was never going to measure up to Arianna. Arianna, despite her guilt, looked at Charles with teary-eyed gratitude. Even now, he stood up for her. Vincent's gaze shifted toward Charles, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly in a mocking smile. "Move aside." Just then, the official reporters Vincent had invited arrived, with cameras poised to capture every moment. Vincent pulled out a document—my death report. "Sabrina Zayn passed away one week ago. The cause of death—" He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction.