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Kartika shouted shocked. “2 to go.” Wira said glancing at Kartika. Kartika looks terrified seeing Wira getting closer. "Hey!" Alfi yelled at me. "What?" I asked. "Why the hell did you let me die?" Alfi asked pissed. "Because it’s fun," I replied. "You dumb author! What kind of story in which the protagonist dies in the middle of the story?!" Alfi asked. "We can just end it here. Your friend dead and Kartika gets raped by Wira. What do you think?" I offered him joking around.

How could Eve die? A/n: yay! The last chapter, thanks a lot for reading till the end 🤗 Love y'all my readers 😘

A folded paper, carefully tucked between two pages. I unfolded it slowly. Iris leaned in. Scrawled in my handwriting were the words: “I found out today that they were plotting to kill me…He knew about it too but how could someone who claims they love you… want you dead?” I dropped the paper like it burned. Iris stared at it, pale. Neither of us said a word. But the silence said everything. Something horrible had happened to me before I was killed. And it was only the beginning.

I sighed wistfully, placing my hand over my heart. “Right,” She agreed, flipping the page in her upside-down book without looking at it. “It just broke my heart when the guards showed up at the end to arrest him, and it was discovered that she had been dead the whole time. Her neck had snapped at the gallows.” I said, waiting for Nova to respond, but she just hummed as she continued to scan the area through the window. “Doesn’t that just rip your heart out and make you want to find a man like that? Dedicated to you, even in your hardest times?” I asked deadpanned this time.

The plaster, which she thought was solid, cracked under her sharp heels, leaving a gaping hole. Panicked, she lifted her foot and saw black liquid along with bits of flesh stuck to the heel. The cracks on the plaster began spreading. The foul-smelling fluid pooled underneath the statue. With a loud crash, the entire plaster statue fell apart. The corpse on the inside, now completely unrecognizable, was finally exposed. The smell of decomposed flesh filled the air at once. Many recoiled in horror when they saw the state of my body. "I hadn't meant to kill him," Jessica said, collapsing to the ground as she looked at Mom and Dad dazedly.

His hand fell back down, and he took one last gasp, then he went still. Sorry? “Sorry for what?” My voice was barely above a whisper as I stared at his calm, emotionless face. He was dead. I wouldn't be receiving any answer. Zane was my only hope out of the life I was in. Now, what was I supposed to do?

"That's different! He's like family! What I have with you—that's love!" Only now did she understand. My silence wasn't hesitation. It was indifference. Half the ice had melted. The last of her pride was gone. "Andrew… I'm begging you." It was the first time she had ever cried in front of me. I smiled faintly and raised my glass to her. The ice was almost gone. Her face turned purple. She struggled on tiptoe, then her legs cramped. In the end, she sent herself to her own death. Mayor Bowser stood and looked toward Chief Johnson.

When she got up from the chair she felt dizzy. She could barely stand. She realizes that she was crying maybe because of Novella's harsh words. She expected tears but instead, it was blood coming from her eyes. She also spits up blood out of her mouth. Her body felt like a thousand knives stabbing her. The pain was unbearable that she was sweating and breathing heavily. She starts to choke on her blood during this time. She looks over to the King for help. But he was going through the same thing. Novella watches her parent die by poison. There was no remorse or emotion she was happy to kill them. Their death was taking too long she grabs a knife off the table and killed them. The Guard clean

“Come on. I’ll take you upstairs to rest.” He stood and guided her toward the stairs. Finn and Calvin exchanged a look. Then they followed right after them. God, I wanted to go eavesdrop so badly. Linda, sitting beside me, muttered under her breath, “Slutty bitch.” That jogged my memory. There was a drugging subplot around this part of the story. If I remembered correctly, Linda was the culprit. She had been secretly in love with Calvin for years, but Calvin only had eyes for Nancy. In the original novel, she managed to drug him, but afterward he turned the tables and dosed her ten times worse, leaving her stranded with no help. She ended up with a terrible fate.

"Fiona, I know you're hurting, but you have to pull yourself together. From the clues we have, Ivy's last note is the key. You need to tell us what it said." I was on the verge of breaking down. I grabbed my head and screamed. "I don't know! I really don't know!" If I could, I'd do anything to find out what Ivy wrote. Why did my father and grandmother both kill themselves after reading it? Right then, Linda arrived in a hurry. She accepted David's suicide very calmly, showing no emotion. She stood at the riverbank and answered the police's question.