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.

go pick her

It's getting late. You should

"Mm."

much larger. The sensation of the babies was becoming more noticeable. Sometimes, when I got up at night to use the bathroom I'd accidentally wake the

know that two little lives were growing inside

dressed. Before leaving

glimpse of his tall #gure as he walked

I scanned the room in confusion and then

had been

and I

the morning

noticed a dark figure standing in front of me. I blinked and

how are you

doing well," I

now, and I hadn't done anything extreme

with me for several hours. My phone alarm went off, reminding me about picking up

had promised Zoey

home. I called

Mr. Carter is still in a

straight to the airport.

""Got it."

the car.

I'm picking someone up at

mind taking me to Cathedral Way? It's on your way to

problem. You can keep me

different outfit and grabbed a small handbag with a

from? Itfoltenfamiliar but I couldn't

rabbit's ears

in the passenger seat. She smiled and greeted me, "Mrs. Bolton,

opened my phone and looked at the old messages between Zoey and me.

this point, I realized that when I didn't meet people often, I slowly started to forget

Carter every

over me. I hadn't been outside in a while,

scenery.

city for over 20 years,