Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Billionaire Is 10

After Carter left, Luke lingered by the cold, empty riverside, staring at his phone.

The screen flickered with notifications, but none were from me.

He was probably thinking about the past. I'd noticed long ago how his attitude toward Anna had shifted, and it upset me more than I liked to admit.

But each time, after my anger flared, I'd wonder if I was being petty. Anna was his stepsister, after all. There was nothing wrong with him being kind to her.

So, I taught myself to overlook it, constantly doubting my feelings, convincing myself I shouldn't let small issues disrupt the fragile peace between our families. I was always the one to make up with him. It had been 24 hours since my last message.

I'd been missing for a for a whole day.

With a frustrated grunt, Luke tossed a stone into the river. "Splash."

"Go ahead, throw your tantrum. Let's see how long you last this time," he muttered, his voice cutting through the quiet.

I stood beside him, a bitter smile on my face. Even at my worst, I never stayed away more than three days.

He thought he had me figured certain I'd

out,

I never cause any real trouble.

I watched his handsome face, now clouded with frustration, and my mind drifted back to when we were 12. At summer camp, during that terrible rainstorm, I got trapped on the mountain. Luke risked a landslide to come find me. I'd sobbed when I finally threw myself into his muddy arms, terrified I something could've happened to him because of me.

He just smiled, even covered in dirt. "I couldn't leave you up here. The thought of you being scared made me want to grow wings and fly to you."

Back then, I

I didn't understand love. All I knew was his embrace was warm, and I wanted him to protect me forever.

Now, even though this mess was his fault, he felt no guilt. He thought I was the one being unreasonable.

Once someone's heart changes, even their breathing feels like an offense.

By

the fourth day after my death, Luke finally started to panic.

He opened our chat thread, staring at the last voice message he'd sent.

I

My phone was still off.

"Mr. Bolton, your coffee." Roy placed a cup on the desk, hoping to snap him out of it.

Luke hadn't realized he'd been staring at his phone for half an hour.

Four

furious, she should've cooled off

his coat, and headed for the

"Reschedule

you

an important meeting coming up,"

Reschedu it." Luke didn't

every

glance back.

the city and

Ms.

to to see

She'd been my best friend since high school, forced into teaching by her parents, but always on my side. She understood I my pain and barely contained

this ridiculous scene. It's embarrassing for everyone." Megan's eyes

eve

the one who ditched her at the wedding. She had to apologize to everyone. Who's causing the

an explanation. Just call her and tell her to

only then that Megan realized I

for days. She didn't waste time cursing Luke and instead asked, "Chloe hasn't

she runs to you," Luke said,

closest confidant. I couldn't open up to anyone else

Luke assumed I'd been with her this whole

after the wedding and just got back today. What happened to Chloe? Did you piss her off again, you jerk?" Luke stared at her tired,

stormed off, but Megan's voice chased after him. "Luke, if something's happened to Chloe,

reached out, Wa Megan, I'm sorry I didn't keep my

! helplessly.

brush the stray hair from Megan's face, but my hand passed right through

as he answered a phone call while driving. When he

She'd never hear

was

He dialed Roy. "Roy,

Llet

pulled back to I

Chloe for

a a

was only now, on day four of my disappearance, starting to

now, my body was probably starting

flung open the car door and threw

Before Luke

she whined, pouting like she was the one

"Luke! Why've

You

not wanting their relationship to be exposed,

too drained to

urgent, I need to head back to

"But Luke, my art exhibit opens today! Aren't you going to

of

not only ignored Chloe's disappearance but also forgot about Anna's art show, which she'd been