Mary Surratt Last Words Novels & Stories

Slowly the bitter truth broke over his mind, and he said, "Yes, I was mistaken! But I bless you for coming; but Julia, my too dearly loved Julia—she is not here. Oh, if I can never see her in this world, shall I see her in heaven?" They were the last words he ever uttered. Falling back on his pillow, he drew Fanny's face to his, and with his last breath kissed her quivering lips, and all was over. Sadly Mr. Miller closed the eyes of his departed friend, and smoothing the covering about him, left him to the care of the servants. A few hours later, Fanny entered the room with Dr. Lacey, again to look on the face of Mr. Wilmot. The sun was just rising, and its first red rays fell upon the marbl

I slept peacefully until dawn, feeling much better. When I woke up, breakfast was already ready. We ate, then left the hotel room and met up with Madam Margret. Together, we headed to the airport for a direct flight to Washington. Once we landed, we got into a car and drove Madam Margret to her house. Throughout the journey, she remained silent, not speaking a word to us. We understood she was grieving deeply, so we didn’t press her for words. As we were about to leave, she suddenly spoke, her voice trembling: "When I die, bury me beside my mistress. I don’t want her to be lonely in the afterlife. She has no one to call sister or brother, no friends, and no children of her own."

I exclaimed, fear choked me as I spoke She gave a small laugh. “I'm glad I got to give you this news, so you can understand my pain when I found out you betrayed your promise to Serena” she said, as she walked slowly to where I was. She placed her hand on my shoulder and made sure she looked into my eyes when she said. “She was mauled to death by a bear, in front of so many witnesses, a very gruesome death” she finished. “That's enough Mrs Rinaldi, let's go” Atlas cautioned before gesturing for her to follow.

"What about him? Did he make a fool of himself again?" "He's dead." The two words landed with the force of a physical blow, stealing the air from my lungs. It didn't feel real. A name like his wasn't supposed to end in a whisper. "When?" I heard my own voice, eerily calm, as if I were asking about a stranger. "Last night. At the cliff where you two first met," Simon said softly. "He sent me one last message." He took out his phone and handed it to me. On the screen was a text:

And in her final moments, no one—not one—had reached out to stop it. The mistress had stood by. The grandparents, too. No one had lifted a hand to save her. Tatiana had died alone, surrounded by the very people she had fed and raised. And now, Serena understood: this wasn’t about overwork. It was murder. Premeditated, brutal, and cowardly. Her expression didn’t change, but her voice, when she finally spoke, was like ice cracking over a frozen lake. “Take him away. And make sure the world hears every word of this.”

“Sarah was found dead in her cell this morning.” Silence fell over the kitchen. I didn’t know how to feel. Relief? Sadness? Anger? None of those words seemed right. Sarah had tried to kill our daughter. She had stabbed me. She had hunted and tormented us. But she had also been a broken woman, consumed by her own obsession, and no one deserved to die alone in a cell. “How?” I asked, my voice low. “The message doesn’t say. Only that it was this morning.” He looked at me, his eyes full of something I couldn’t decipher. “It’s over, Lara. For real now.”

After two attempts, I gave my all to say my final statement. “She’s dead. Someone killed her. There’s no helping her now.” Those were my last words before I completely ran out of energy. After that, I saw no light. I felt no pain. I heard nothing.

When I tried once more, the number had turned into a dead line. Just as despair was about to swallow me whole, my phone rang. Margaret's familiar voice rang out on the other end of the line. She sounded choked up as she said, "Don Cursley, I'm so sorry… If I had waited for you to come home on the day of the fire, nothing would've happened to Mrs. Cursley…" She kept apologizing while sobbing, but something in her words felt off. I asked hesitantly, "What do you mean?"

The doctor said something behind me, quiet, giving me space, but I barely registered it. "Just wake up," I whispered instead, closer to pleading than I'd allowed myself to sound all night. "Wake up, and I'll spend the rest of forever proving it to you." The door burst open before I could say another word, one of the estate guards stumbling in, breathless. "Boss — I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's urgent." I didn't move at first, unwilling to tear my eyes away from Ruby. "This better be worth it."

That means are was still able to record her last speech before dying. "You taught me to be a hero and i don't regret it. Don't cry for me because it'll never bring me back , i ii i... I. I.." She stammered and the audio went off. That was definitely when the she gave up the ghost. Sarah cried the more and faced the all still on the edge of the cliff.