Chapter 1924

The day Annette died, she lay alone in bed, her wrists covered in cuts.

It was her first suicide attempt.

She couldn't find the artery. Each cut was deep but missed the mark.

I stared at those bone-deep wounds, then at her pale face.

She smiled at me. "Michael, I'm leaving. From now on, your dad only has you. You can't leave him. Take care of him for me. You're the one he loves most."

That was the last time I cried my heart out.

She killed herself to stop Enoch from pursuing the Osborne family's century-long mission.

They exploited human nature to achieve their selfish, grandiose plans. It was a horrific project that threatened humanity.

Enoch's

only wanted to make Osborne great and

his chance to openly marry Annette. But her

and I cried for

never saw him cry

climbed a thorny path together, never stopping. Neither of us dared look


maybe higher. One misstep, and we'd fall into an abyss, shattered to

was blown, I acted calm. My face showed no

her, "This is who I've always been. I've been

time, Debra's eyes showed

heart felt like it was being stabbed, but I had to accept it. This was my choice. I had to bear

a letter, addressed to her future

the world would still exist. The Illuminati's centuries-long schemes wouldn't

letter in an envelope, knowing I would be

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