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 wanting to do

But he was powerless.

head towards him, his

the Grand Elder wantedto marry her, I

rising urge to slap Summer, but he couldn't move a finger due to the

at the wooden toy in his

fault for not loving me. She was mine to

blood once

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

people

care

men were outside. Now that he was vegetative, they

Christ's authority, as he

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

a scorn

out of the way, BK was

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

his car, he instructed

want him as a witness at the wedding with

"Of course, Summer."

Summer's smile was gentle, but the smile becincreasingly loud, sending shivers

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