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?

while the good suffered and died

nightmare, and I had narrowly escaped death

to

rewrite fate. Zoey was willing to take

ones who deserved death were Amber and

spreading through every corner of my

let others shield me while I stood idly

every detail from the moment of

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413 Found His Stone

was also being used to

48 Pearls

truth behind the Carlyns' claims. Second, I needed to uncover the true story of Carter's Biological mother. Who was she and was she

showed such kindness to her nephew?

I needed to find out where Whitney chip was hidden and remove it

thoughts raced through my mind. I couldn't allow myself

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happens to her at the Carlyns' place, suspicion will fall on them immediately. Their base is likely in Jaford, and they're more afraid of drawing unwanted attention than we are. Zoey's identity

always stand by

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

he said, picking up the trash bag and heading to

into a serene calm, but

way or another, we would

outside for some

colorful. Jaford's perpetual springtime made the plants here

gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, soothing

small potted plant in

and it was still in

when Carter brought this plant home. I had

a plant-why had he brought it all

my mind, and

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