Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 506 Confession

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The memories of Sergio treating me had long faded, but looking at him now, it felt like he was the one in need of saving.

Answering him wasn't the hard part-I just couldn't afford to provoke him. The safest option was to go along with his emotions. "A lot of things are blurry in my mind. Whether it's you or Carter, both are just names to me now. To me, you're simply my psychiatrist."

I carefully withdrew my hand from his and placed it on my swollen belly. "Right now, all I care about is bringing my children into this world safely."

He seemed content with my response, perhaps because it meant he and Carter were on equal footing. "I get it, Coco. I won't hurt you. I just want a fair chance," he said.

Sergio slowly stood up, switched on the bedside lamp, and locked eyes with me. "I was the one who met you first."

Curiosity stirred within me. There was something I likely hadn't known before losing my memory.

I adjusted my position, letting him pull the blanket over me.

In moments like those, his presence felt oddly reassuring. At least compared to the couple downstairs, he seemed more dependable.

He locked the door, pulled out a blanket, and effortlessly set up a bed on the floor, just as he had done before.

Sergio was attractive and elegant-the kind of man who could have any woman he wanted. So why go to such extremes to kidnap a pregnant, married woman like me?

Some might call him unhinged, but he had always taken good care of me and had never done anything questionable.

It wasn't until he drifted off to sleep and turned off the lights that I finally said, "Let's talk about the past-tell me why you like me."

"Alright." His voice was smooth, carrying the warmth of a late-night radio host recounting a story.

"At first, you were just another patient to me. The first time we met, you walked in wearing a tailored suit, two-inch heels, and carrying a briefcase. You didn't look like someone seeking therapy-you seemed more like you were there to negotiate."

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you. You were composed, articulate, and your eyes were clear-

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ordinary. Not only were you struggling with an illness, but

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intrigued. At first, I observed you

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the darkest aspects of people, believing that genuine kindness was non-existent. Most with depression withdraw from the world, struggle with emotional instability, and sometimes lash

me, silently pleading for

instinctively grabbed the blanket, and he let out a bitter

I? I grew up seeing the ugliest sides of people, convinced that true kindness didn't exist. I watched your suffering like it was some kind of spectacle, waiting for you to break, to give up, to lose that relentless spark in your

You stopped smiling. You visited me more often. Your condition worsened- insomnia, silence, uncontrollable emotions,

somewhere along the way, in this twisted experiment of mine, I lost myself. I didn't want to see you fall anymore-I wanted to pull you

you saw through Luke and cut him out of your life completely, I could

though deep down, I feared I was already too late. I searched for you,

said, "Do you know

that disgusted me so much that I

If it weren't for you, I would

I finally

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slightly as he continued,