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.

might drown himself.

getting sleepy, he showed no sign of

Strangely, I found myself worrying that he might die in there.

of the room was eerie, and he was

up and tentatively knocked on the door, but there was no response.

he might be dead, but how could a

open the bathroom door suddenly,

he was curled up

he never intended to sleep with me from the beginning.

attic room, he also got used to soaking

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outside,” I walked over

just curled up his body

something was wrong, so I reached out and touched his head.

had a fever.

turn on the lights and boiled water, looking

seemed delirious, kept calling

“Liar…”

keep saying Stephie was

to you?” I

exactly happened between Steven

from the original host,

Stephie… I have to wait for Stephie, I can’t leave. I have to