Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 413 Found His Stone of Duality

I knew I shouldn't be so pessimistic, always thinking of the worst-case scenarios,

Zoey would be fine. She had to be fine.

But no matter how much I tried to comfort myself, the image of that snowy night when Silas drove a knife into me kept replaying in my mind. Back then, I never imagined something like that could happen.

The door creaked open, and Harlan stepped out, glancing around. "Where's Janice?"

"She went back," Carter replied.

"Back? That woman left me again!" Harlan stomped his foot in anger.

Perhaps he sensed Zoey's change and was growing uneasy.

Without saying more, he rushed off, and Carter followed him.

Left alone, I stared at the leftovers from last night's takeout on the table.

Zoey's words replayed in my mind.

"May you guys live long and happy lives."

She had already prepared herself to face death.

Knowing full well the danger ahead, she still chose to walk into the lion's den. She wanted to eliminate all the threats for me.

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My fists clenched tightly and the nails dug into my palms until I felt a sharp pain.

storm of hatred brewed in my heart.

Why was the world so unfair?

wicked roamed free, living comfortably, while the good suffered

in her nightmare, and I

to be

Zoey was willing

ones who deserved death were Amber and the Carlyn

me, spreading through every corner of my

couldn't just let

from the moment of my death up until

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being

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question Grandma about the truth behind the Carlyns' claims. Second, I needed to uncover the true story

to her

was hidden and remove

I cleared the table, these thoughts raced through my mind. I couldn't allow myself to be a

already arranged for a doctor to check your throat later," Carter

make sure Zoey stays safe. Don't worry too much. Everyone knows Mrs. Pearson adores Whitney. If anything happens to her at the Carlyns' place, suspicion will fall on them immediately. Their base is likely

afraid, Chloe. I'll always stand by you. No matter whose blood runs through my veins, I'll never

to him, "You're not dirty. You're purer than

he said, picking up the trash

but I knew

or another, we would face off

stifled, I stepped outside for some

vibrant and colorful. Jaford's perpetual springtime made the

breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, soothing my

a small potted plant

the Bodhi tree and it

when Carter brought this plant home. I had watered it a few

he brought it

mind,

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