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Back to the afterlife. **** To Be Continued

We set off earlier this morning when it was still dark, everyone was apprehensive about what was to come, most people were quiet thinking about what their futures would hold or their loved ones that had been left to wait for their return if they were to return, Lanna was acting strange well stranger then normal, she was humming a tune with a vacant expression on her face, Gregory kept looking around clearly unsure what to do until he could take it no more, "Lanna, honey are you ok?"

I can't continue living in this town. I am ready to play this game. But what makes me sad is my precious, perfect daughter, Camilla. I know of all the people, she will be affected the most by my 'death'. But there is really nothing I can do about it. Plus, I am leaving everything in her name. So that when I finally decide to make 'The Return' to this damned town, I can get back everything that belongs to me without any legal issues. ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

"Fran, I know I was wrong. I let anger control me and became violent with you. But these past three years, I've realized that everything I had was because of you. You were so good to me... I was just blinded before." Elijah hung his head low and closed his eyes, adding, "I didn't know I had hurt you so deeply. I was acting the whole time, wanting to hear you apologize to me... I wanted to see you admit defeat. But all I got was your corpse—a disappearing corpse, at that." He pleaded, "I know I was wrong. Please forgive me and give me another chance to make it up to you, okay?" Elijah crawled toward me on his knees, once again reaching out to take my hand.

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"

Forward. Forward.

The servant led her back inside while he remained outside, his face tightened back into the same hard mask. "REGRET". The word whispered inside his mind. A bitter laugh caught in his chest. Not yet.

The mattress creaked. They didn't hug. They didn't cry. They just sat there, side by side, breathing the same air, staring at the same window. "I'm sorry," Simone whispered. "For everything. For the drugs. For the stealing. For disappearing. For not being there when Mom died." "I know." "I'm going to be a better person. I'm going to be a better sister. I promise." Chloe took her hand. "Then show me. Not with words. With actions. One day at a time."

"Apologies, but I don't want a man who's poor, impotent, and useless either." I had thought that Timothy would throw a fit of rage. However, he just smacked himself in the face and said, "You're right. I am useless. I didn't cherish what I had. I'll do anything you want as long as you forgive me." "I'm never going to marry someone who betrayed me in both lifetimes, Timothy. I'll never forgive you either." Timothy was shocked. "You… How could this be? Were you reborn, too?" I had no need to pretend in front of him anymore. "Yes, I was reborn. I've never forgotten how you treated me in my previous life. Just looking at you makes me sick to the core!"

"Now that you're out, just forget about the past." With that, he sighed once more before driving off. I watched his car disappear into the distance. My fingernails dug into my palms until they drew blood. Forget? How could I ever forget?