My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0820

“Monday?”

“No, I mean… what’s the date?”

“August 15th.”

“What year?”

She laughed softly, as if I were playing some kind of joke on her.

“2003… Peter, what kind of prank are you trying to pull? Come on, get out of the bathroom. I need to pee, and you’re taking forever. And don’t forget–we have the appointment at 9:00 a.m. You said that would give you enough time to make it to your family’s monthly meeting!

My whole body went numb.

August 15, 2003.

This was the day I was supposed to die.

I barely registered what I was doing as 1 threw open the bathroom door. Mary stared at me, wide–eyed, clearly shocked. But I barely noticed.

Because I was more shocked than she was.

“Are you okay?” she asked, reaching out to touch my forehead.

“Yeah! I just woke up a little disoriented…” I lied, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Okay, well, hurry up and get dressed. We have to leave in a couple of hours. And don’t even think about walking around like that I don’t want you stirring up any of the girls. Remember, Aurora and a few of her friends stayed over last night.”

“Who?”

“Aurora and three other girls,” she says, looking at me strangely.

expecting me to kiss her on the lips, but for some reason, the very thought of it felt incredibly

grabbed my phone and

August 15, 2003

and as far as I could recall, that crazy woman Aurora had

into the bathroom, I threw on my pajamas and stepped out of the bedroom. The house felt strangely warm, filled with the familiar scent of coffee–the kind

“Good morning, sir!”

voice

and saw Agnes, the old housekeeper. She was holding a watering can–she

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of the young ladies who stayed over beat me to it. She helped

“…Who?”

got late last night, and you told them they could stay over so they wouldn’t have to drive at night. You know

the kitchen

the young girls. She’s quite handy–cooks like an angel.”

need some coffee… I’ll go grab some in the kitchen.”

I’ll bring it to you.

still thrown off.

was happening, but something inside me told me to follow Agnes. A

I walked toward the kitchen,

this voice.

“Peter…”

“Yeah?”

the Palmer Group’s monthly meeting. Can you review everything regarding

“Yeah…”

“You okay?”

it’s just that…”

“What?”

like everything you know everything