Revenge After Death

Chapter 81

“Steve, have you ever killed someone?” I asked under the dim lights.

He paused and looked at me intensely, neither answering nor denying

“Go to sleep,” he said, pulling back the covers for me to slip into.

I hesitated for a moment but eventually crawled in.

It was raining outside, and the room felt a bit cold. I hated the cold… Whenever it got cold, my muscles would tense up as if I was shivering.

I understood that I was someone who lacked a sense of security and love.

It was because of this lack of love that I had loved Michael for so many years in the past.

My love for Michael, perhaps, was just to fill the emptiness in my heart.

Honestly, everyone was selfish. Who could truly be selfless and live solely for one person in their heart and mind?

Take Michael, for example. He appeared to love Yasmin so much, yet he did so many disgusting things to me.

Recalling those past experiences, it was truly nauseating….

Steven went to take a shower, and the frosted glass door of the bathroom allowed in the yellowish light.

During the time we spent together, I noticed that Steven liked to soak himself in the bathtub.

worried that he might drown himself. This time was

felt myself getting sleepy, he showed no

myself worrying that

of the room was eerie, and he was in the bathroom… still not coming

knocked on the door, but there

but how could a murderer die

bathroom door suddenly, holding my breath.

hadn’t dissipated yet, and he was curled up

sleep

in the attic room, he also got used to

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outside,” I walked over and tugged at

just curled up his

sensed something was wrong, so I reached out

enough, he had

I went out to turn on the lights and boiled water,

delirious, kept calling

“Liar…”

was a liar? What did

to you?” I asked softly.

know what exactly happened between Steven and Stephanie.

from the original host, but… not

I have to wait for