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He was too late. ⸻ End of Chapter 26

“By the time I am done with them, they will regret ever stepping foot inside the Grants’ mansion." “Good,” Alisa said on the other end, now relieved. “You are the only one who can put these people in their place." Lydia ended the call. She grabbed her bag and was running out of the room when Austin stopped her. “Lydia.” Lydia stopped and turned around. She hadn’t noticed when Austin woke up. Austin pointed to the clock on their bedside table, where the time read ten minutes past 8. “It’s early. Where are you going?”

"I only discovered this a couple of days ago. I went to see Wendy and told her to stay away from you. Then we had a big argument, and she let slip it out. That's when I found out." Tears streamed uncontrollably down my face, falling onto Mark's hand. In a way, I was clearing my name before I died. "Don't cry, Jennifer." He released me, bent over, and wiped away my tears. In his arms, I sobbed uncontrollably. "Mark, here..." I pointed to my heart. "It won't beat for you anymore. "Mark, if it were possible, I would wish we never met." I wiped my tears and smiled. "Mark, this is the last time I'll call you that. From now on... we go our separate ways."

Being with you makes me so happy. It was a video of them skydiving, not a photo of Michelle at the hospital. I had no time to watch it all—the flames from the hot air balloon grew fiercer, threatening to engulf me. If I didn’t make a decision soon, I would face the double torment of burning flames and rapid descent. I gently touched my pregnant belly, tears blurring my vision. “My baby, I’m so sorry for everything.” I sent one final message to Keith before I jumped. [I’m breaking up with you for your happiness. Farewell.]

Her motive was self-explanatory! However… It was too late. It was all too late now! ‘I’m sorry, Jane. I… I’ve fallen in love with you. ‘I’m sorry… I can no longer set you free. ‘I’m sorry… for hurting you. However, if I can make you remember pain and fear by doing this, and if fear and terror can stop you from thinking about ever leaving me again, then just be afraid of me… I’m sorry. It’s too late now. It’s all too late now. I can’t let you go anymore!’

"I won't let you fall." But something tells me it is too late. I've already fallen.

I couldn’t hear it. But I knew what it said. > “You’re too late.”

Too late to fix it. Too late to earn a way back into her heart. *********

I lay on the ground, motionless. Olivia knelt beside me, stroking my hair and murmuring, "Rest in peace, Catherine. These people aren't worth your attachment or your hate. They don't deserve it. Find yourself loving parents and a happy family. Smile always. You cried too much in this life." Her voice was hoarse, as if she had repeated the words for hours. When she stopped, the room fell into dead silence. She turned to them. "You're here, but it's too late. Catherine is already gone."

And maybe… It was already too late.