Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Even after Her Death

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After Jeffrey’s passing, the Bolton estate settled into a quietude that seemed almost unnatural. The place. once bustling with life, now stood still, as if mourning its own loss. Carter took charge, pouring himself into the restoration of the house. Every corner was carefully examined, and any lingering remnants of danger were cleared away. The house, though still bearing its old bones, had a renewed air, as if it had shed its past like a snake shedding its skin.

We moved back in, and though the familiar walls remained, the interior had been transformed.

The old and creaky floors were now polished and gleaming. The rooms were modern and bright, with an inviting warmth that had been missing before.

Sheila’s room–the one where Wisteria had spent so many nights–was gone. In its place stood a new structure, sleek and minimal, yet filled with an odd sense of finality.

Adam, forever changed by the losses he had endured, was a shadow of the man he used to be. His eyes, once full of life and mischief, now seemed lost. He had retreated to a small cottage in the backyard, choosing solitude over company, finding solace in prayer and meditation. The outside world no longer seemed to interest him, and he had distanced himself from it completely.

Luke, on the other hand, had stepped into a role of responsibility that he had once shied away from.

With Carter focused on the wedding, Luke took charge of the company, managing the day–to–day operations with a newfound maturity.

It was clear that everything the family had been through had shaped him, and though his transformation had come at a high price, there was no denying he had grown.

When Jeffrey first passed, Carter and I had agreed it wasn’t the right time for a wedding.

But the weight of waiting had become too much for him. The moment had arrived, and he couldn’t delay it any longer.

When I had arrived in Zoey’s body, Chloe’s death had cast a long shadow over everything. We had no ceremony, just a quiet signing of papers. No celebration. No joy. It felt like a hollow victory, and the decision to forgo the wedding had stretched on for far longer than I had anticipated.

Over a year had passed, and the wait had almost broken me.

The news of Jeffrey’s death had remained a family secret, known only to those closest to us.

But Carter, determined to move on and make a life together, began planning the wedding with all the fervor of someone who had waited far too long.

Many of the details had already been sorted out in the previous months, and now, our wedding was just around the corner.

Amber, always true to her word, arrived to help with the children.

I was sitting under the shade of a tree when she showed up. She carefully laid the kids down on a soft blanket. The sunlight streamed through the leaves above, casting dappled patterns on their faces. The warmth was gentle, perfect for a lazy afternoon.

Carter had planted rows of flowers around the yard, making the air thick with their sweet fragrance. It

ceemed as if the warden itself was celebrating

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air, while the squirrels played in the trees.

I went over the wedding details with the

had, one that would wash away the painful memories of my

we knew the guest list would

to

and party favors were carefully chosen for each

closest friends and family, I designed the invitations myself, hoping to make the day

shine of diamonds or the glint of gold

Everly’s tiny feet, so soft and new. I pressed their soles gently into the warm red clay, and then, one by one, I stamped each invitation with

it felt right–more personal and more meaningful.

rhythm of it, I didn’t hear Amber approach

“Making invitations.”

gave me a questioning look. “Who makes invitations

for family and close friends. Instead of the usual, boring ones, I thought I’d do something different. You’re here, so

smirk on her lips. “You really are a slave

family. Help me out. You can stamp the footprints.”

not just print

people mean something to me. I’m not cutting

still skeptical. “Why not just do handprints from everyone?”

blood handprints? People will think I’m running an illegal business. Now stop

full

had once wanted to kill

were done, Amber slipped into a familiar routine. She fed

you

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and distant. But watching her now, calm and

a mother of two, despite everything.”

the day slipped toward evening, Carter walked in, his presence a quiet calm amidst the chaos.

“Carl!”

my arms around him and pressing my head against his chest, just wanting

his voice soft. “The elders are

wrapped my arms tighter around him, unwilling to let go. “I don’t care. I missed you. It’s been one day. Did you

“I did.”

had happened between us–so much time apart, so many near–misses. But right now, in this moment, all I wanted was to hold on to

I lovecompletely. I holdnothingback. I tellthemhowmuchtheymeantome,

whenthedaycomes that I cannolongervoicemyfeelings,

I’veseentoomanyregrets.

never got to grow old with his first

never got the chance to confess how she truly felt before it