Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Though every sculpture hore my face, sulle differences became apparent on closer inspection.

These weren't just random recreations-they captured me at distinct stages of my life.

It was undeniable now. The Carlyns had been watching the Sanders for years. The idea of being scrutinized, like an animal in a zoo, filled me with revulsion. I couldn't afford to lose my composure. There were answers to uncover.

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I gestured to a statue clad in an elegant gown. This was from the piano competition, wasn't it? When I won. You must've been 12 back then"

"Yes," he said, his tone almost reverent. "I've known about you for a long time. Chloe, you're like a jewel- brilliant and radiant, even in the darkest places

I forced myself to keep probing. The fake Anna-she's working with you, isn't she? What do you have against the Sanders? My sister disappeared when we were kids. Ethan and Jake-dead, and not just dead, but brutally so. My grandmother barely clings to life because of that woman. Why? Why all this

He didn't answer, offering only a cryptic smile. "You'll understand soon enough."

Then, as if dismissing my questions entirely, he shifted gears. "You must be hungry. Let's eat first."

The house didn't look like anyone had lived in it for years. Cooking was clearly out of the question, but he had brought food-instant noodles, the kind you could eat anywhere.

"Sorry, Chloe," he said, opening two containers and pouring in hot water. "No time for anything better today,

He handed me one, already prepared. I accepted it, though my appetite was nonexistent.

While he focused on his meal, I studied the room, letting my gaze linger on the sculptures. I searched for clues, anything to make sense of this nightmare.

But his obsession was singular. Every piece in the room depicted me.

Each sculpture was unnervingly lifelike, down to the expressions etched into stone. His skill was undeniable, but that only made it worse.

It explained a lot. No wonder he'd been so eager when he first saw Zoey's face-Even then, he must've seen her as a stand-in for me.

Though I believed he wouldn't kill me, I could tell I wouldn't escape unscathed.

shared a streak of madness, but

intending to leave the room, but as 1 pivoted,

heard him approach. How

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instinctively stepped back, only to feel the icy surface of a statue press against

too close, his eyes alight with something I didn't

low but steady, 'do

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still, his fingers catching my chin and tilting my face up. His

anymore. Whatever innocence might've been there was long gone. This

it felt frozen in place. My fingers, without my realizing it, clung to the edge of the cold sculpture, When I finally managed to speak,

registered, but it sent a shiver through me, like a shadow passing too close. My nerves

unsettling in its calmness, "But I've never

through me, loosening the grip of panic. It was just modeling. I hated how my mind had wandered

hungry," I said, hoping to shift the conversation

the time we need. His eyes gleamed with an "almost childlike

his obsession seemed confined to his art. For now,

containers. "The noodles are ready. Sorry,

fine. Yael," I replied, sitting down and taking one

being. Amber won't find you here. Damian's already handled things-he's made sure she believes you're dead. To her,

voice remained composed, as though he were explaining the weather.

else, you

There's nobody. Nothing

it was clear-Damian

fooled, but Carter? He'd

I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "Yael, if Carl thinks I'm dead, he'll lose his mind. Please, I'm begging you. Just give him a sign, something to let him know

the weight of my death, was too much. I couldn't bear to imagine the grief that would consume

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