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

if Chloe was furious, she should've cooled off

and headed

"Reschedule

you

coming up," Roy reminded

Reschedu it." Luke didn't

every

glance back.

drove straight into the city and found

Ms.

to to see you," a

teaching by her parents, but always on my side. She understood I my pain and barely contained her

embarrassing for everyone." Megan's eyes narrowed, her voice cold. "What

eve

her hell are you talking about, Luke? Are you delusional? You were the one who ditched her at the wedding. She had to apologize to

call her and tell her to come

only then that Megan realized

play dumb. You're her best friend been home for days. She didn't waste time

runs to you," Luke

was my closest confidant. I

I'd been with her this

you saying? My grandmother's dying. I went back to my hometown 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, bloodshot eyes, the dark circles beneath them, her chapped lips.

"Luke,

didn't keep my promise. You

! helplessly.

brush the stray hair from Megan's face, but

Luke's side as he answered a phone call

anymore. She'd never hear

was yanked

He dialed Roy. "Roy,

Llet

pulled back to I

Chloe for

a bitter laugh.

loved for years was only now, on day

my body was probably starting to

the car door

Before Luke

me these last two days?" she whined, pouting like

"Luke! Why've

You

relationship to be exposed, hung up on

drained

it's not urgent,

Luke, my art exhibit opens today!

out of his

in work these past few days that he not only ignored Chloe's disappearance but also forgot about Anna's art