Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 499 Is It You? Sergio

This medication didn't just make my memories slowly fade away; it also affected my emotions, dulling my reactions. One minute, I found myself inexplicably climbing onto the terrace, nearly falling off. Carter stayed home with me to help with my therapy. Little by little, my emotions improved, and I didn't do anything extreme again.

I have a journal where I write down everything that happens between Carter and me.

Even if I forget him one day, I can always remember him through the pages of the journal.

Most of my days are spent either playing the ocarina or crocheting, using these tasks to distract myself from other thoughts.

I checked the due date-six and a half months to go. I can get through this.

So, I crocheted toys, a flower blanket, and with gray yarn, I planned to make Carter a scarf and sweater.

Winter in Snowville was long, and I wanted to do something for him.

I finished the scarf, but the sweater was tricky.

When Carter returned, I'd hold up the half-done sweater and try it on him.

"Carl, just a couple more days, and it'll be done," I said.

"Chloe, don't overwork yourself," he replied.

"I'm not tired. Time goes by so fast for me every day. Carl, today I felt the baby moving in my belly, like little fish swimming inside."

Carter smiled gently. "You're carrying twins. It will become more obvious as time goes on, and the second half of your pregnancy will be tough."

"It won't be hard. I'm just looking forward to it. I can't wait for them to meet me."

My phone rang, and I saw the contact "Janice" flash on the screen. I hesitated for a moment. Who was that?

"Hello?"

A cheerful voice came through. "Chloe, I have a surprise for you tomorrow. Well, I just tell you-I'm coming to Snowville tomorrow."

I was a little surprised but answered, "Okay."

After hanging up, I asked Carter, "Who is Janice? I feel like I know her, but I can't remember who she is."

Carter's eyes softened with heart ached. He patiently explained the complicated history between Zoey and

1. me.

pick her up

getting late. You should

"Mm."

more noticeable. Sometimes, when I got up at

magical to know that two little lives were growing

dawn, Carter got up and dressed. Before leaving he

asleep, just catching a glimpse of his tall

I woke up, it was already late morning. I scanned the room in confusion and then realized

my soul had been drained. Every day passed in

have breakfast, and I spent a little

the morning sun felt

figure standing in front of me. I blinked and

are you feeling

well,"

were much more stable now,

me for several hours. My phone alarm went off, reminding me about picking up Zoey at the

had promised

hadn't come home. I called the

Bolton, Mr. Carter is still in

to head straight to the airport. We'll

""Got it."

butler to prepare the car. Melody asked. "Mrs. Bolton, are you

picking someone

Way? It's on your way to

You can keep me company

different outfit and grabbed a small handbag with

Itfoltenfamiliar but

ears and

already sitting in the passenger seat. She smiled and greeted me, "Mrs. Bolton, thank you for the ride." "No problem," I said.

opened my phone and looked at the old messages between Zoey and me. An image of her

didn't meet people

as I was with Carter every day, I knew I'd

me. I hadn't been

scenery.

this city for over 20 years, but everything felt both familiar and