Chapter 397

Felicia glanced at the scene from a distance before quickly looking away.

“Let’s go.”

“Huh? You’re leaving without even taking a proper look?”

The driver had just lit a cigarette, looking like he was enjoying himself, but he put it out. reluctantly and continued driving.

After settling the fare, she returned to her rental apartment. Without thinking, she reached for her phone to contact Carmen. When she opened their chat, she realized Carmen was no longer around.

Their conversation had ended last week,

Any messages sent from now on would go unanswered,

After Carmen’s death, Tom quickly took the money Felicia gave him and moved his family to start a better life.

The old unit across from here had been handed over to a real estate agent to be sold.

As Felicia headed upstairs, she ran into an agent who was showing the house to some people/ The front door was wide open, and voices could be heard from inside occasionally.

walked in, scanned the area, and headed straight

“room” was actually a storage space turned into a

from a pile of clutter, there was a single bed and an old desk–barely

first

books, one at the bottom of which caught her eye. It had a different cover, and when she pulled it out, she discovered it

at the front had

entries and stopped writing for a while, possibly

last six months, she had started writing again,

flipped through the pages and was shocked to find that

indicated they were written just days before

Chap 397

jump. She repeatedly wrote in the journal that she couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to end

were short and

was a long

the night she was about to jump from the rooftop but was saved by

asleep, Carmen wrote down her

like a wave, surrounded by cold, contemptuous gazes, felt like a cornered rat, even starting to

I decided to jump. But I never

strong that day, her movement so dangerous–her arm scraped by the rough concrete edge of

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