Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 521 I’m Not Alone Anymore

After everything I had been through, teetering on the brink of life and death several times, the headquarters of that sinister organization had been almost entirely dismantled. The last time that desperate couple sought out Sergio, it was clear they were at their wits‘ end.

Most of the resentment I had harbored had dissipated over time. While the Sander family was indeed deplorable, they had faced substantial consequences and seemed genuinely remorseful.

Josh now had his prosthetic leg, hidden beneath dress pants in the car, making his injury unnoticeable.

Greg, carrying several bags, approached cautiously. “Mrs. Bolton, this is a small token from us. Fresh eggs from our chickens and vegetables from Mom’s garden. You’ve just given birth and recently awoken, so you need nourishment for your recovery.

“I know you lack for nothing now, but this is the least we can do.”

Seeing their timid demeanor, I felt a lump in my throat, unable to fully articulate my emotions.

Carter took the items from Greg, speaking up, “Since you’re here, stay for a meal.”

Kate glanced at me briefly before shaking her head. “No, no, we’ll head home. We just wanted to see that Mrs. Bolton is well.”

The drastic changes over the past year had been a severe blow to the Sander family. They had become humble and fearful, a far cry from their once arrogant selves.

Though I had every reason to sever ties with them, I found myself saying, “Since you’re here, stay for dinner.”

“Really?” Kate’s eyes lit up. “I heard you had twins. I brought these for them.”

She reached into the car, but Josh stopped her. “You don’t need to show those things.”

Curious, I watched as Kate pulled out hand–knitted blankets, balls of yarn, and charming knitted dolls. There were many handcrafted toys, little knives, and miniature car models.

I was instantly reminded of the small toys Josh used to make for me when I was a child. Greg had picked up on that tradition.

more intricate items, but Josh insisted homemade is safer. Less chemicals and toxins, you know? He and Greg made all

goodwill toward you and your children. Our only wish is for you all to be safe and happy. The Sander family can’t withstand any more turmoil.”

chord. I was the victim, yet

There were no winners in this story.

bag from her. “Thank

and Josh’s tense expression softened. “Let’s go inside and have

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Everly, lifting her high. “Susie, did you miss

play rough. Everly only three months old; she’s still very fragile.”

said, “Hold the baby like this. Youll need the practice for when you have your own.”

sofa. “I’m not having kids. Chloe bled so much; she almost died. It

at Everly’s nose. “You little rascal, you nearly cost Mommy her life. You better be good to her when you

tried to gnaw on Zoey’s

Sensing my softened stance, she grabbed my hand.

rough against mine. I studied her aged face.

how have you

children, then Whitney, and dealing with my disappearances and difficult labor. Each meeting seemed to age

tears erratically. “Seeing you alive is all that matters to

the Sanders warily. Their