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Chapter 113 Traumatized Over the Wedding

Chapter 113 Traumatized Over the Wedding

It was late at night.

This was the first night after Carter and I had gotten married.

We had just witnessed quite the spectacle.

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Endless grief engulfed the Sanders. The police took Luke and Anna for questioning. The heaviness that had weighed down my heart for so long finally began to lift.

Although this wasn't enough to undo the misery of my life before, it was enough to dull the sharp edge of the anger I had carried with me for so long.

I should be able to sleep well now.

Even in this unfamiliar place, my subconscious trusted Carter enough that I didn't feel threatened. I felt at

case.

Before I arrived, he had already prepared the bed for me. The sheets were a soft pink, the kind a young girl would adore.

Even the pillowcases had delicate white lace trim, soft and soothing to the eyes.

A 20-year-old girl couldn't help but love these gentle, pastel colors.

Thinking back on the years before, most of the time I was dressed in formal clothes, my hair always neatly, pinned back, always so stiff and proper, like a headmistress. Even though I was only 28 when I died, my mindset had aged me to feel like I was 48. My image had been drab, lifeless. It wasn't surprising that Luke often found me dull. Though most of my boring habits had been for him.

Now, there were no more shackles binding me, I could finally live the way I wanted.

I chose a pink, long-sleeved loungewear set. Even in front of Carter, it wasn't too revealing, just enough to be comfortable.

The only inconvenience was that Carter and I shared the same bathroom.

The bathroom was spacious, with a separated wet and dry area. There was a large bathtub and a double sink vanity.

slightly lower, likely

just the basics: hand wash, mouthwash, and a

luxury brands, my counter was overflowing with unopened packages

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time I spent with Carter, the more I realized he was a man who appeared cold on the outside but had a warm,

covered my wounds with waterproof patches, and applied lotion before

evaporated, and the room temperature was just right-not too hot, not too

come in. He was sitting in his wheelchair, staring out the window at the

lost himself in thought. I

didn't even notice

past, he was always so sharp-whenever

softly, "Mr. Bolton, it's getting late. Shouldn't you go to

the fear I once felt for

to take care of him so I could

my touch. His voice was low, "Your bed is in the other room. If

will postpone our wedding for the time being. Do you

at me seriously, waiting

I hadn't really been expecting a wedding anyway. My last

feigned a desire for one in order to provoke Luke, but

"I understand. It's fine."

thoughtful look but didn't say anything else. "Co get

"Alright."

exhaustion quickly overtook me. I slept soundly until I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling thirsty When I opened my eyes, I saw someone standing at the foot of my

on me

eyes met. I cleared my throat. "Mr. Bolton, do you need

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spent with Carten the more I realized he was a man who appeared

my wounds with waterproof patches,

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