Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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We sent Jeffrey off, the final step of a long journey. Everything had been planned by him, down to the smallest detail–his burial beside his first wife.

It wasn’t in the Bolton family plot, but in a quiet valley, where the air was crisp and the wildflowers bloomed in abundance.

There were no speeches, no grand ceremony. It was just us, the immediate family, standing in silent respect as he was laid to rest.

Carter spoke first, breaking the stillness. “He always said we didn’t need to visit on holidays. He owed her too much. She spent her life tied down, trapped by the Bolton name. She never knew a moment of peace. But now, in death, he can finally make it up to her. He has all the time in the world to share with her, to explore the world they never had.”

A man who had spent his whole life bound by duty–who would’ve guessed that in the end, he’d choose to let go?

Whentherich are buried, it’salways a grandaffair–thebesttime, thebestplace, theperfectconditionsforprosperityandfamilylegacy. Peopleconsultexperts, checkthestars,

andensurethateverythingisjustright.

But Jeffrey? He didn’t care about any of that.

He spent his years working to preserve the Bolton legacy. But on the day he chose to die, he was free.

Carter wiped away the tear at my cheek. “Dad said not to cry, this isn’t an end. It’s a new beginning.”

I nodded, unsure of what to say.

“It’s beautiful here,” Carter continued. “The birds, the flowers… He won’t be alone.”

“Yeah.”

It didn’t feel like a funeral. It felt more like a quiet goodbye.

We set the tribute and the wreaths, and that was all.

Everett and Everly had been still, calm in their stroller. But then, they started laughing.

Their tiny hands reached up, swiping at the air, their eyes focused on something only they could see.

Above them, two butterflies danced–one pure white, the other bright with color.

Maybe they didn’t see

tterflies at all.

The white one landed gently on Carter’s shoulder, while the colorful one fluttered in front of me.

Suddenly, I remembered Jeffrey’s words. “Your mother–in–law always had a love for beauty. Even if she turned into a butterfly, she’d still be the most beautiful one in the garden.”

The white butterfly gently landed on Carter’s shoulder, as if a soft hand had rested there, offering a quiet blessing. It seemed to whisper, “The Boltons are yours now“, a weight passing from one pair of hands to

another.

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hovered near me, its wings flicking with a deliberate grace. It felt like it was studying me, examining the life I had led. Jeffrey must have

taken.

voice thick with emotion. “Jeffrey, don’t worry. F’ll take care of the

resting for a moment. Carter had prepared it as a small tribute to Jeffrey’s wife, remembering her fondness for sweets. It was a simple, quiet gesture, but somehow, it felt

long. It danced with the breeze, as if the world were a playground to explore, never bound to

laughing as she held candied

girl was innocent, a picture of youth and joy, standing beside a tall man who spoke softly, offering

drifted past every Bolton descendant, as if saying its

lingered only for a moment before it moved on, one last farewell to

to the colorful butterfly, their

fluttering its wings before it landed on Adam’s

she had fought to bring into

the twins. The old hag had plotted

they were a mere eight years of age, the sister had died protecting her brother.

to life, his body broken, his legs fractured, his spirit shattered too. He was like

hag had kept him close, as if he were some kind of rare treasure, a

a twisted, cruel plan to bear a

thought her obsession was with wealth and legacy. But the truth

perfect match–both from respected families, destined to marry,

had fallen for a poor flower seller, and Commander’s eyes had turned toward Brynn

marriage would make Jeffrey see her as the one he needed to choose.

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it would force him into making a decision, but all it did was prove that he only saw her as a sister. She had

love, she married the Commander. But that marked her descent into madness,

flower seller, her

her own life with Commander

bitterness grew like an unforgiving vine, twisting and pulling her further away from the

sight of couples in love that

the temple, Jeffrey with his pregnant wife, his arm around her as he whispered soft words of affection. The tenderness between them pierced Brynn like

was everything she had longed for, everything she could never

been trying to please Commander. She had her eyes set on Mrs.

had noticed the woman at the temple, pregnant and seeking blessings. My grandmother’s eyes darkened with jealousy as she watched Mrs. Carlyn Senior. “She must

her words to my grandmother. The hag, consumed by the jealousy

Senior, he did not hesitate.

drawn to her beauty. But it wasn’t just that–he admired her kindness, something he hadn’t found in his own life. He grew to care for her, and he had plans about taking her in as a concubine, but fearing his

kind. In a fit of rage, she set out to destroy Mrs. Carlyn. She sent her into another man’s bed, breaking her both physically and emotionally. With

apart the Carlyns‘ happiness, leaving them broken and

to stand on his own, easily swayed by those around him. My grandmother, though strong and determined, had no illusions about love. They cared for each other, but

chosen, introducing him to other women, hoping to break his faith in loyalty

manipulation set the stage for the Carlyns‘ revenge. My grandfather’s health had already begun to fail. The Carlyns knew exactly how to finish him off–by introducing a few more women and some

through it all, the one person Brynn hated above all else was Mrs. Bolton–the woman whom

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