Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The carved wooden trinket in his hands was taken by someone, but not by one of Christ's people.

The others in the room left without notice, leaving only Summer by his bedside.

Christ couldn't recall when Summer had arrived.

He took the carved wooden trinket from Christ's hand, a slight curve touched Summer's lips.

"Farewell, Master."

Christ's eyes bulged, a feeble attempt to rise overtaking him. Yet, his body was too weak; he could only discern that it was

Summer's voice.

This was the little disciple he and the Grand Elder had taken in together. In their years of searching for Cynthia, they had neglected

his presence.

Summer extended a finger, pressed the switch to pop out the insect, pressed it back in, and toggled the switch again.

"Master, Christ, I'm here to see you off on your final journey."

Something in Summer's tone set off alarm bells in Christ's head. He tried to turn, but even that small movement was beyond him.

Summer slowly bent down and whispered in Christ's ear, "Did you see the video? Quite a pity about Sis, huh?"

widened instantly, gasping in disbelief, obviously

But he was powerless.

towards him,

marry her, I took her as my wife from that

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his hand, a

loving me. She was mine

coughed up blood once more, slipping into

on, a mere shell of life, utterly dependent on

appointed two people to

care of

he was

as he was the only disciple left besides

trinket's switch until he reached a trash

scorn on his

out of the way, BK was now his and

Cynthia still locked in that basement, he felt a bit of regret. He

got into his

want him as a witness at the

"Of course, Summer."

gentle, but the smile becincreasingly

the