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The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

Chapter 285
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Chapter285 Cindy moved in, but Mom didn't move out, for she was broke. Lucia had taken all her money, so she was stuck here.

Dad told Mom to look after Cindy, who was pregnant, and made her leave the master bedroom.

Mom ended up living in the attic.

Lucia didn't care at all. She told Dad as long as she got her share of everything, she was fine with it.

Mom started calling my nlate into the night and tried to call my cell phone, but the other side thought she was nuts.

Two years and five months after I died, Mom found out Lucia had been sleeping with Hanson and started pounding on her door, demanding she cout.

She called Lucia a bitch and Hanson a jerk.

Hanson cout and pinned Mom to the ground, beating her badly, while Lucia leaned against the door, threatening Mom that if she told anyone, she'd make her pay.

Mom's eye was hit so hard that it bled.

But no one cared for her.

She went up to the attic again and opened my notebook.

"I hate everyone in this damned family, including Mom, Dad, and Lucia." "Lucia is vile. She said my boyfriend was great and she liked him too. I told her she had no shame, and she said she would get Antonio. Antopromised he would love onlyforever, I don't believe he would be taken by Lucia." Mom muttered, "I hate them too." Two years and eight months after I died, Lucia got pregnant, and she and Antopatched things up because of the baby, but Antohad no idea the baby wasn't his.

Mom kept her mouth shut about it, and Lucia moved out again.

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Two years and ten months after I died, Lucia lost her baby. The doctors said the kidney in her body was rejecting it and she needed meds to control it.

She ended up back in the hospital.

Lucia needed money for her medical bills, but Mom was broke, and Dad refused to cough up any cash.

So she had speople cover and trash the place.

She and Dad started blaming each other and yelling.

Morn just hid in the corner and laughed.

Three years after I died, Cindy was about to give birth.

Mom was up in the attic calling my phone, saying my nover and over.

She toldshe missed me.

She said she was sorry and wantedto forgive her.

This time, she flipped to the very last page of my notebook.

I had scribbled the word "hate" lots of times.

I wrote, "I wish they were all dead." Mom stared at that line for ages.

On the seventh day of the third year after my death, Cindy had a baby girl.

Lucia was beaming with joy, and so was Mom.

The day Cindy left the hospital, Mom cooked a bunch of dishes at hand called Lucia and Antoto cover.

That night, everyone was there.

Mom made chicken soup and served everyone a bowl. She put a lot of effort into it, and it was really good.

After she finished, Cindy asked Mom to get her another plate.

Mom said, "It's enough. I have something to say." Dad frowned and said, "Just do what you're told and stop complaining." Lucia backed Mom up. "Let Mom speak. Go ahead, Mom." She looked at Mom expectantly.

Mom had tricked her into coming hby saying she was going to sign the house over to her.

Mom sat down and broughtup, "Grace has been gone for three years now." As soon as she said that, both Dad and Lucia scowled.

Dad grumbled, "Why did you bring her up? We'll all be jinxed." Lucia cut in, "Can we stick to the point? No need to bring up sirrelevant people." Mom ignored them and turned to Antonio, "Antonio, anything you want to say about Grace?" Antolooked annoyed. "Enough is enough." Mom gave a bitter smile. "Grace is gone, and none of you seems to care or feel bad..." "Are you asking for a beating?" Dad shook his fist.

Mom Icoked at him, tears streaming down her face. "You used to threaten Grace like this all the time." Lucia snapped, "What's your problem? Did you forget why you gothere today?" Mom turned to her. "Steven and I have always loved you and caree you, but you're selfish. All you care about is money, and you're nothing like Grace." Antodropped his fork on the table with a thud. "I think we're done with dinner for tonight." Mom had a wry smile. "You forget how you told Grace you'd love her forever?" Antoshot up from his seat, but then he covered his stomach and slumped back into his chair.

Mom looked at him worriedly. "What's wrong, got a stomachache? "Grace must have been in so much pain the day she left.

"Poor girl." She covered her face, wailing, "I'm sorry, Grace. Please forgive me." But then, she stopped crying.

"It's okay, my girl. I'll be with you soon, and I'll bring them all withto make amends," she muttered.

"Why is my stomach hurting too? Did you spike the food?" Lucia freaked out.

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Mom gave her a sharp look. "Don't be ridiculous. It must be because your abortion wasn't fully done.

"Oh, right." Mom turned to Antonio. "You didn't know, did you? The baby Lucia carried wasn't yours. It was..." She pointed at Hanson. "His. She slept with her before."

Hanson's face dropped. Before he could say anything, Morn cutin, m "Enough arguing. I've got a job to go to, so I'm out of here." "You bitch!" Antoyelled, realizing Mom was telling the truth.

He grabbed Lucia by the hair and to She screamed and fought back, bel we all her to the floor. She f a sudden, she spat up Blood.

Everyone froze.

The dinner table turned into a mess of cries and pain.

"My stomach..." Mom sat there clapping and laughing like crazy. "Great! We're all going down together.

"I'll finally get to see Grace." But I didn't want to see her, not ever.

Side Story God said I died unfairly, so he letwatch what happened to those people.

Now that I'd seen it all, I was ready to move on. Word was, in my next life, I'd be the only daughter of the world's richest man. My parents were suffering from infertility, praying to every deity out there, hoping for a miracle.

I was all set to be born again into my mom's belly.

Just then, God stopped me, askingto make a decision. "Shall I send them to hell or Sheol? It's your call." "Hell, definitely!" I replied, my tone indifferent.

"You sure?" "Absolutely." God wiggled his finger. "I'll do it your way." He held my hand, adding, "I've got to

tell you, you'll be within heaven, and I think I should set up sstuff to keep you from getting bored up there."