Chapter 908:

“Harlee, Rhys will always belong to me!” Lindsay hysterically laughed.

“No!” Harlee was jolted awake from her nightmare, her eyes shot open, and her hand instinctively clenched into a fist. She gasped for breath, her back drenched in cold sweat. Three years had passed, yet Rhys falling off the cliff still tormented her.

Every day and night, the piercing pain in her dreams once again left her in agony, forcing her to use self-harm as a coping mechanism to calm herself.

Each day during the last three years, Harlee had made it a habit of wandering to the edge of the cliff, searching for Rhys, but he had disappeared without a trace, not even leaving a body.

All she found was Lindsay, rescued by villagers but now mentally broken.

At that moment, Lindsay couldn’t remember anything, but when Harlee appeared, she would clearly say, “I killed Rhys.”

Harlee didn’t believe it. She continued to hold onto the hope that she would find Rhys one day.

“I killed Rhys” and “He’s already gone” haunted her in the dead of

phone. It was half past

stomach, Harlee threw off the covers, planning to find something to

her therapist

sleep for nights and even had thoughts of ending her life. It wasn’t until one night when she held a knife to her wrist that she realized she might be

happens

therapist. Only then did she learn that she had moderate depression,

Are the nightmares still happening?” Noel’s voice sounded weary, as though he had been up all night working on

place opened in the south. Let’s meet for a meal and talk. I’ve got other things to do here, so I’ll end this

a chance to respond. That was his usual way; always making plans

been a while since Harlee tried something new, so she figured she might as well give it

for bread and lay back down, closing her eyes again. She wasn’t seeking sleep, but rather a reunion with Rhys in her

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