No One Knows Who Dies At The End นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After the incident, Mom's cooking garnered yet another wave of attention online. "This is the fourth life Florence Winters has taken with her food. How potent can the food be?" "Jokes aside, I can't imagine how much despair Florence's daughter must've felt, having to watch her own fiance die right in front of her." The netizens even started looking for more similarities between my four exes. They wondered whether the men had been unfaithful to me and whether that had led to their deaths.

Is this really how it ends? ***

Who knows what we'll run into? The End

Carl pulled her into his arms and said, "Don't cry, Pheebs. Everyone has their own destiny." What bullshit! I didn't believe in that rubbish, yet my fate had played such a huge prank on me. It had turned me into such a harbinger of misfortune. I saw the slight smile on Carl's face. He seemed to be pleased that I was dead. He and the rest of them surrounded my body. Silence descended upon them as they looked at my photo and urn. Gary said grimly, "Holly called me this afternoon and told me she was going to die. She wanted us to have one last meal with her."

On the day of my mother's funeral, I sat outside the chapel, crying so hard I could barely stand. Three days earlier, my father had told me she'd died in a car accident. He said her body was so badly damaged that I shouldn't see it. I wouldn't be able to handle it. I believed him. I put on a black dress and sat beside her casket all night. Ten minutes before the cremation, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up for a hotel livestream. I opened it and froze. My mother was on the screen in an evening gown, smiling as my younger sister, Nina Whitmore, handed her a glass of champagne. My father sat beside her, his eyes red. "From now on, Nina doesn't have to live in Evelyn's shadow or suffer

The only thing that I didn't know was who was going to see the end of it. If I would see the end of it.

"How did they die?" "Who killed them?" "Why?" Alyana, with hand tightly clutched on her bag, asked in succession. The breaths of Hero began to become heavy, he's staring at the road intently as if filtering the ideas in his mind before speaking out. "Yna...." he closed his eyes while decelerating, after three seconds, he finally opened his eyes and continued, "no one knows how did they die. About your second question, no one knows. And why? Again, no one knows"

Who knows what his fate holds? THE END……

The room was spinning again, and this time,m, I was sure I would die an time soon. "Finish it," one of the others said, his voice cold and emotionless. The bulkier man raised the axe, and I closed my eyes tighter, bracing for the end. So this was it, my end. I was going to die and literally no one would know until maybe in the future Elizabeth decided to come check out the warehouse. There's no possibility she's even going to find my body, because this storeroom was a place we rarely look at. I would be rotting away and no one would know.

Not happy endings. **************************************************