Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 104 My Father Kneels Before My Statue

Chapter 104 My Father Kneels Before My Statue

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The more Luke resisted, the more it felt as though the sand was slipping through his fingers, faster and faster.

He watched helplessly as my spirit blasted into the night sky, like fireworks, only to disappear into the vast, endless expanse.

After that fleeting beauty, only emptiness remained.

The bracelet on his wrist was like our relationship-a sudden break, its beads scattering on the ground..

Luke stared in shock as I vanished from his arms, his mind reeling from the overwhelming shock.

He ran toward the statue. His strength drained as though someone had stolen it away. His body collapsed onto the snow, but he ignored the pain, crawling and stumbling towards the statue. "Chloe, come back. Look at me! Don't leave me!"

It seemed that only Luke could see me in that moment, so his frantic actions appeared strange to others- almost like he had lost his mind. Adam rushed over and asked, "What are you doing?"

I saw Chloe. She was right here just now, and she said the biggest regret of her life was knowing me." ""You've lost your

don't interfere. The statue holds Ms. Chloe's remains. We need to remove it

a madman.

scene turned into total chaos. My mother fainted after hearing the truth. Ethan held her, unable to comprehend what had

father stepped forward. He gazed at the statue's face, which bore a striking resemblance to mine. He muttered, "H-how could this happen? How could my daughter be dead?" Suddenly, a

kneeled before the statue, his face seeming to age by ten years in an instant.

shock, her expression one of disbelief. Though she hadn't liked me, she

was Jeffrey. His face was pale, as if struck by a heavy blow. He

him, they feared he

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My Father Kneels Before

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survived many hardships, stood frozen. Desperation filled his raspy

unnoticed by anyone, Carter sat in his wheelchair. Carter clenched his hand tightly. his nails digging into his palm, leaving deep marks he didn't even notice. He let the blood from his palm drip, red and

wasn't lying. He had

dress, looking as I

and I vanished from this world