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

taken.

“Jeffrey, don’t worry. F’ll take care of the kids

Carter had prepared it as a small tribute to Jeffrey’s wife, remembering her

place, never pausing for long. It danced with the breeze, as if

and full of life. She ran through a bustling night market, laughing as she held candied apple in one hand and an ice cream cone in the other. Milkshake and snacks swung from

was innocent, a picture of youth and joy, standing beside a tall man who spoke softly, offering wisdom in gentle tones, guiding her forward, and protecting her

drifted past every Bolton descendant, as if saying

moment before it moved on, one last farewell to each of

colorful butterfly, their reunion quiet but full of

wings before it landed on

fitting. This was the child she had fought to bring into

twins. The old hag had plotted to use them as weapons in her vengeance against the

mere eight years of age, the sister had died protecting

legs fractured, his spirit shattered too. He was

much like a young Jeffrey. The old hag had kept him close, as if he were some kind

twisted, cruel plan to bear a child

her obsession was with wealth and legacy. But the truth was far darker.

Jeffrey. They were a perfect match–both from respected

path. He had fallen for a poor flower seller, and Commander’s eyes had turned

the marriage would make Jeffrey

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force him into making a decision, but all it did was prove that he only saw her as a sister. She had given everything–her time, her heart, her

that marked

saw him with the flower seller, her heart broke a little more.

affection for the woman only deepened, while her own life

colder her heart became. Her bitterness grew like an unforgiving vine, twisting and pulling her further away from the person she used to be.

was the sight of couples in love that hurt the most–couples

around her as he whispered soft words of affection. The tenderness between them pierced

had longed for, everything she could

She had

temple, pregnant and seeking blessings. My grandmother’s eyes darkened with jealousy as she watched Mrs. Carlyn Senior. “She must be about to give birth,” she murmured to the servant, her voice dripping with bitterness.

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

saw Mrs. Carlyn Senior, he

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

she set out to destroy Mrs.

doing so, she tore apart the Carlyns‘ happiness, leaving

my grandfather was a man too weak 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

would have never chosen, introducing him to other women, hoping to

the Carlyns‘ revenge. My grandfather’s health had already begun to fail. The Carlyns knew exactly how to finish him

Brynn hated above all else was Mrs. Bolton–the woman whom Jeffrey had fiercely protected, the woman who had captured his heart and never let go.

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