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Luke said helplessly: "Regarding this matter, I might not be able to tell you too much." "Why?" "You also know your second uncle's personality. Back then, he didn't want to create trouble for others, so he told us not to mention his matter to anyone. Now that he is no longer here, it is meaningless to talk about the past. I don't want to go against his words, so I feel …" "Luke,"Wills Watson interrupted. "You probably don't know yet, but Jany Enderson is still alive." Luke was surprised: "How is this possible? The news was even released back then, isn't she dead?"

I was somehow wishing that my tears would breathe life back into her, but that was just exactly it, a wish. At that time, the only person I could call was Billy. I didn’t know how I was to explain Anna’s death. He asked me to kill Naledi and I ended up killing Sharon as well. Now here was Anna who had just accidentally met the same fate and I had a feeling Billy wouldn’t believe that it was indeed an accident. But I had to call him before anyone else came in or even knew. I called him as quickly as I could. As soon as I heard his voice, I couldn’t hold myself. I cried so much that he didn’t understand a single word I was saying. It didn’t take long until his screeching tires made a noise out

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He gritted his teeth, hating himself for recalling such an entanglement. "Where's your husband's brother now?" Lucas pried further, enjoying the story despite himself. "He's six feet below. Died 10 years back. Saraphina loved him too, and we all miss him." She replied, her lips curling up in a painful smile. She gestured him towards the dinning table which had a coloured cover draped over the table and its edges grazing the marbled floor. Lucas took an empty seat as Saraphina joined them afterwards. "Let me get our dessert," Mrs Inklings said to them in a bright smile.

“It isn’t.” Silence stretched between us. The TV continued replaying the explosion footage over and over again. Aurora tucked her legs closer beneath herself on the couch. “He’s really dead,” she whispered softly. I wasn’t sure if she was happy about that or not. “Yes.” “You sound certain.” This time I chuckled at how shr was trying to get me to admit. “Not everyone survives an explosion.” I watched the flames consume him myself. The memory should’ve bothered me more than it did.

“You’re alive. All of you are alive.” They all look up at me, every one of them, and for the first time since stepping into that waiting room, I let myself exhale. “You don’t know how many people believe you’re already dead,” I tell them. “The news is reporting five fatalities. No survivors.” “It was close,” Damian answers. “Too close.” My eyes flick back to Gabriella. She’s the only one uninjured, but she carries herself like the weight of the entire Familia rests on her shoulders.

Nobody said anything for a long time. “So, what the fuck happened?,” Raul asked. “Is he dead?,” Sebastian asked. “No, the last time anybody saw him he was alive. He was not perfect but he was nowhere near death.” Lee narrowed his eyes. “What in the hell does that mean? The last time anybody saw him?” “Calm down, Lee. Don’t upset Tasha anymore. She’s already upset enough.” “But why? I don’t understand. If he’s still alive, she should be happy, right?”

"You are going to let me go one day?" "Do you not want a family?" I asked back. "I do, very much. But with you," she replied. I sighed and shook my head. She sounded like she didn't understand a single thing I had explained to her. Didn't she know I was dead already? Suzana stabbed me in the heart with a dagger. That was when my first and real life had ended. I was undead now. Which was supposed to be impossible, but Suzana knew what she had been doing. We woke up never the same.

A woman remained frozen halfway through organizing files. A man stood beside a doorway with his hand reaching toward the handle. Another sat behind a desk. Eyes open. Unmoving. Like someone had paused time. Marcus approached carefully. "Are they alive?" Chaos checked one. Then another. Then a third. "Yes." His voice sounded troubled. "Technically." Hunter looked unimpressed. "Technically?" Chaos rubbed his face. "Their souls are still attached." Silence. "That's not a complete answer." "No."

He shook his head, still half smiling, and reached out to touch the edge of the frame again, more gently this time. "Perhaps that's what frightens me most about telling Lucas," he said. "Not the truth itself. The fact that once it's said, it can't go back to being a silence. There's no tearing it back out of the picture afterward." "No," I agreed. "But he's not made of paper. Whatever this does to him, he'll still be here on the other side of it. Children generally are, more than we give them credit for." "You sound very certain."