Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 762

Margaret had been out cold for a solid three days and nights.

Waking up felt surreal.

In her dreams, she had come to terms with the grim fate that had befallen Nick and Theresa.

Yet, bizarrely enough, she still saw them.

She could touch Theresa and Nick, feel their skin against hers, though it was cool to the touch.

She asked Nick, "Why are we together? And where are we heading now? Home?"

Nick offered no reply, only a smile, but Theresa, ever the spirited one, chimed in, "Mommy, we're off to heaven!"

"Heaven?" Margaret looked around at the misty surroundings, unable to discern any direction. "How did you find me?"

"Our souls were floating in the air, then we saw you standing all alone on the ground. You looked so lonely, and I didn't want you to be by yourself. So, daddy and I thought we'd take you with us."

Margaret found it hard to believe, even more, incredible.

But what did it matter whether it was reality or a dream? As long as she was with her loved ones, why fuss over the details?

"Don't dilly-dally, Mommy. I hear there's a queue to get into heaven! We've got to get moving!"

With that, Margaret felt herself becoming lighter.

his eyes shining with the usual honesty

clouds, over mountains and

babbling brooks, lovers and children

wondrous sights and couldn't wait to share them

seen. Margaret's heart tightened, and she

sensation of falling hit her, and

her eyes, she heard the anxious voices

whispered, "Where

Sandra, "Madam, Mrs.

the servants, "Go!

up by two servants, feeling dizzy, and the bland chicken soup Sandra offered didn't appeal to her

and asked, "Where are Theresa and

to a servant, cleared her throat,

came back, we sent people to the

remove the bullets from Nick and Theresa. They've been in a deep coma but

morning, during rounds, the doctors discovered that Nick and

open, "What do you

people to look into it! Don't get worked up. Maybe,

stationed on every street from the hospital to the neighborhood. As soon as they're spotted, we'll bring

moved from the ICU to a regular ward yesterday. The worst

voice that gave Margaret a bit of

didn't doubt, her worries slowly fading