Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 516 New Year

Zoey shot Harlan an annoyed look. “What are you doing here?”

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He looked a little travel–worn as if he had just rushed over from somewhere far away. But at least he seemed better than the last time I saw him, when he was stuck in a cast.

I let out a small sigh of relief. After all, he had gotten hurt because of us.

If he had died in that accident, I would never have forgiven myself.

I had no idea how things were progressing between him and Zocy, but one thing was certain–he still had feelings for her.

You could always tell when a man was truly in love.

Just like now–his eyes, his entire world, were only filled with Zocy.

In his hand wasn’t his usual briefcase, but a food container. “Didn’t you say you love my staff’s cooking? I asked him to make something for you before I came. I kept it warm on the way–it should still be hot. Try it.”

Zoey’s retort caught in her throat. “Huh? Oh. Fine.”

Then, Harlan turned to Carter. “I heard Chloe made it back alive. Where is she? I even brought something

she likes.”

He really had to pick that topic, didn’t he?

Zoey shot him a warning glance, but Harlan just frowned. “What’s wrong with your eye? Got dust in it? Want me to blow it out?”

Without another word, she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the room.

I turned to Carter. “He didn’t mean anything by it. Don’t let it bother you.”

“I’m fine.”

But he wasn’t fine. The weight of everything still lingered in his gaze, heavy and unresolved. I knew what was tormenting him–me, but I had no way to fix it.

I wanted to return to my body, but something invisible, something I couldn’t understand, kept me from getting close.

didn’t know why. Carter grew

was alive. But I wouldn’t wake up. The doctors had made their final diagnosis–I was

tried everything to bring me

flickering flame and our children’s reactions

could only see me within a short distance. But now, they could spot me even from several yards

New

me as something otherworldly. Wherever I moved, their tiny eyes followed,

Finishe

would chuckle. “Look at them. It’s like an

masters.”

no

the babies saw–what they followed so intently–was

it a lot. If I could stay with them

worried … What would happen when they

explain to others that they had a mother they could see–but could never

the blink of an eye. The twins were

winter. Christmas came again, and with it, the reminder of my looming

day. The nurses whispered about how they had never seen a man

nodding along. “I know, right?

Carter everywhere. Most of the time,

the Bolton

He had prepared

to

good. Everett and Everly … Wonderful

I saw it. The way he staggered as he left as if he might collapse at any moment.

day… My

I was alive. And now,

A once–in–a–lifetime experience.

twins to visit my grave.

in the snow, sat a carefully wrapped basket of hydrangeas,

that hydrangeas were my favorite. But

gazing at my own gravestone. The photo

fingers over my own face. It was me, and yet … it wasn’t.

at the

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New Year

live,” Carter murmured.