Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 431 Hope to Tear You Apart

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When I became a spirit, I had already come to terms with the fact that my parents never loved me.

I couldn't cry back then, but my heart had already wept enough. So, no matter how harshly they spoke to me now, it didn't bother me.

I looked at their shocked faces and continued, "We met in Snowville not long ago, didn't we?"

"Are you truly Chloe? This can't be! How could this even happen?"

I held a knife and moved closer to them. As I neared Josh, he seemed to snap out of his daze, his face tense with fear.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, his voice shaky.

I bent down and calmly cut the rope binding his wrists, then stepped back.

"I understand why you're afraid of me. After all, in your hearts, it would have been better if had died. You'd be remembered as the grieving family, the good parents, the caring brother. But unfortunately, not only did I survive, I also remember your ugly faces clearly." Whitney looked at me, confused. "Chloe, what are you talking about?"

I helped her up and wiped away her tears. "Sweetheart, if you think our reunion is going to be all happy and harmonious, I'm afraid you're wrong. I'm no longer part of the Sanders."

Kate staggered toward me, her eyes full of tears as she looked at me like a loving mother. "Chloe, is it really you? I was wrong...

She tried to reach out, but I took a step back. "Mrs. Sander, please understand. I'm Zoey now, and my mother is Philippa."

"Chloe, are you still holding a grudge against us? We were tricked too. Can't you forgive me?"

Whitney tried to reason with me. "Chloe, we're family. You..."

off. "I can accept you, Whitney, but not

reborn, why didn't you acknowledge us? No

was suspicious. Why didn't you warn us? Ethan and Jake died because of you! Are you blaming us for not noticing your depression? You hid it

though I thought I had

or without Wisteria. Josh was still the same-he still saw

nature. It

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Hope to

drive down that

wicked girl! How can you

me, just

hand stopped him. It was Carter, standing taller

cruel, she should bury you herself. You have no

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legs seemed fine. Only Whitney seemed puzzled, not understanding why me

locked away most of the time, without access to a phone or the internet, she

the image of her family in her mind, I had never mentioned the unpleasant things

which made everything even more absurd. This time, though, I wasn't

stood protectively in front of me, blocking any

Bolton, my father's heart is

making him sit on the couch. Whitney, noticing his poor rushed to get him a glass of water. "Dad,

condition,

your death, do you think we weren't worried? I even went to Chedor with Luke to search for you. I

for no reason. Dad and Mom are getting old, and they have

them. "How hard is it? The day after I died, the police called you in for questioning. What did you say? You said someone like

evil spirit to tear you all apart. You should experience what it feels like to be skinned alive and have