Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 296 There’s No One Inside!

Brendan woke up with both a sore throat and a body as heavy as lead. Jolts of chill and heat cycled through his veins, cluing him in on the possibility that he had a fever. The last time he had been sick like this was about a year ago, and Brendan had a faint idea of where the medicine kit was.

Deirdre had placed it in the cabinet near the headboard.

He coughed and pulled the door to the cabinet open. Every medicine bottle had a post-it note with scribbles on the dosage and its expiration date. It was just who Deirdre was-she had always been very meticulous with whatever she undertook.

Brendan tore the note away and felt his chest somehow get torn open.

A few days had passed with no sign of his sickness availing. Still, he went to work, battling his coughing fits and general sickness as he thumbed through paperwork. More days passed, and he was beginning to think his memories were fading into white noise.

Then, suddenly, he received a call from Sam.

“Mr. Brighthall, we found the car!”

to the Southern Bridge. Sam was talking to a group of people as they undressed in

his headache worsened. Panting, he approached them. and

these divers go down. They have their tools with them this time,” Sam explained. “The goal is to break the windows and…. pull

blurring before his

thought his heart had grown numb, but it suddenly tightened. Every part of his chest was filled with little needlepoints of

of him felt relieved. He was relieved to finally be able to bury Deirdre instead of leaving her spirit locked inside that sunken car at the bottom of the

though even assembling this team took a long while. No one wanted to take this on. It’s cold this- month, and people don’t want to

understood their reasoning, so he replied, “Once they are back

then frowned. He finally got to inspect Brendan’s face a little more closely and found his coloring alarming. “Mr. Brighthall, are

under the weather for a few days, but it’s

the car. I’ll inform you

lips and stared at the sea, as he could not bear to miss any image or

so many weeks, it had sunk quite deeply to

forward. The team did not return for hours. As the expedition went on, Brendan