Revenge After Death

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I was curious to see if Steven would tell me.

Steven stood there, looking helpless and panicked. He urgently reached out to me, pleading for my presence by his side.

Somehow, I felt the urge to approach him. However, my rationale compelledto keep my distance and press him further. "Tell me. Who hurt me?" His hand slowly fell from its frozen position in mid-air, a silent testament to his refusal to speak.

I nodded, directing my gaze toward Michael. "I'll go with you." Michael was quite happy as he ledtoward the car. "Stephie, let's go." I didn't look back, yet I waited for Steven to convinceto stay. However, he did not speak until I got into Michael's car.

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He stood there with his head lowered, as though he were wrestling with a painful struggle and trying to make a difficult decision.

"I'll ask you again...who is it?" My eyes were red, and my heart was filled with unease.

Who exactly was Steven trying to protect? Steven raised his head with tear-filled eyes. He opened his mouth as though he had been preparing to speak for a long time. "Stephie, it's me." He claimed it was him.

"It's all me." He shouldered the blentirely. He claimed that he was the one. It was he who imprisoned and hurt me. Instead of revealing the identity of the person who harmed me, he chose to makedespise him, detest him, and keep my distance! "I didn't lie to you," said Michael, looking at Steven with indifference before closing the car door for me.

I saw Steven standing outside and suddenly felt extremely disappointed and saddened.

Steven held his hand tightly, and I could see that he was holding back. The wound on the palm had clearly been pinched, and dark red blood was flowing down between his fingers.

"According to Ms. Clark, your parents had been desperately searching for you while you were missing. After finally locating you, they claimed that Steven had deceived you and confined you. He is a liar." Michael explained toin the car why Steven had kidnappedin the past.

Michael pulled a letter from his pocket. "He claimed to like you, but you knew clearly he was a lunatic. You want to break up with him. See for yourself. It's what you wrote to Steven." As the car slowly drove away, I gazed at Steven through the window. He stood there, his entire figure shrouded in gloom, exuding a presence of melancholy.

I took over the letter from Michael, opened it, and scanned its contents. It was unquestionably my own handwriting.

"Ms. Clark has retrieved it from the original residence. Your parents discovered this letter in the basement where you were confined," Michael explained.

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While reading the letter, I noticed how cold and determined my words and e attitude seemed on the page. "Steven,

I struggle with emotions. I decided to be in a relationship with you out of curiosity about feelings. I want to experience what love is and try everything that a typical person m would. However, reality has shownthat no matter how hard I try, I can never truly fall in love with you. I feel like I am unable to experience love and typical emotions like other people do. Let's end it. I don't want to continue living a lie, deceiving both you and me. Sah th FindNøvel."'t website on Gøøgl" to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. Stephanie" I was the one who wrote the letter, breaking up with Steven.

"This lunatic will lose control if he doesn't get what he wants. He is a complete lunatic. He is very om dangerous Michael frowned, attempting to bringface to face with the harsh reality. "Michael..." I held the letter, and an unbearable ache pierced my heart. He gazed intensely at me.

"Stop the car," I said firmly.

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