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.

that he might drown himself. This time was

myself getting sleepy, he showed no sign of coming

Strangely, I found myself worrying that he might die in

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

there

dead, but how could a murderer die so

open the bathroom door suddenly, holding my

he was curled up

intended to sleep with

time trapped in the attic room, he also got used

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walked over and

move, just curled up his

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

enough, he had a

out to turn on the lights and

kept calling out for Stephie.

“Liar…”

did he keep saying Stephie was a liar? What

lie to you?” I

exactly happened between Steven and Stephanie.

the original host, but… not all.

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