The Third Year After My Death
Blake looked at Vivian with dissatisfaction, but his tone was light.
"Then you owe me, and make it up to me later."
I looked at Blake, whom I used to teach everything. He blessed my fiancé and my murderer.
"I'm happy to see you guys happy.
"You two are a perfect couple. You finally get together. It's lucky Aryanna, that bitch, had died."
I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak. Blake's words were like a knife, cutting my heart.
Vivian gently said, "Blake, don't say that Aryanna is your mentor."