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.

I worried that he might drown himself. This

felt myself getting sleepy, he showed no sign of coming out.

Strangely, I found myself worrying that he

the room was eerie, and he was in the

door, but there was no response. I was starting

that he might be dead, but how

pushed open the bathroom

he was curled up in

sleep with me from

trapped in the attic room, he also got used to

Chaster 51

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I walked over

just curled

something was wrong, so I reached out

had

to turn on the lights and boiled water,

delirious, kept calling out

“Liar…”

he keep saying Stephie was a liar? What did Stephanie deceive him about?

lie to you?” I asked

what exactly happened between Steven and

the original host, but… not all.

a big fire. Stephie… I have