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?"

instantly, gasping in

But he was powerless.

head towards him, his voice still

marry her, I took her as my wife from that moment

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wooden toy in his hand, a smirk playing on his

her fault for not loving me. She

blood once more,

not immediate. Instead, he lingered on, a mere shell of life,

appointed two people to

good care of

outside. Now that he was

authority, as he was the

with the wooden trinket's switch until he reached a trash can. He

scorn on

the way, BK was now

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

his

let him die. I want him as a witness

"Of course, Summer."

was gentle, but the smile becincreasingly loud, sending shivers down

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