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.

he might drown himself.

he showed

Strangely, I found myself worrying that he might

The emptiness of the room was eerie, and he was in the bathroom… still not coming out, and there was no sound at

the door, but there was no response. I was starting to feel

might be dead, but how

pushed open the bathroom door suddenly, holding my breath.

hadn’t dissipated yet, and he was curled up in the bathtub as if he had fallen asleep.

to sleep with me

room, he also got

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over and tugged

move, just curled up his

so I reached out and touched his

he had

lights and

seemed delirious, kept calling out for Stephie.

“Liar…”

did he keep saying Stephie was a

to you?”

exactly

some memories from the original host, but… not

a big fire. Stephie… I have