Chapter 327

“They were a gift… from you.

Steven touched the bottom–right corner of the specimen display. It showed a black signature that said ‘SC

the acronym for Stephanie Carlson.

I looked at Steven in shock and felt my heart drop.

“It was me? I gave these to you?”

I wonder if he was referring to all the specimens.

“You said that the beauty of shooting stars was their fleetingness. Only a short–lived beauty would amaze

everyone…

Steven leaned over to look at me, his voice still hoarse as usual. He sounded lonely, sad, and guilty.

“Life is fleeting. This is the only way to preserve them forever…”

I started the wall of butterfly specimens in shock. At that moment, it felt like they had all come alive.

“I didn’t know that I would like these things…” I said in surprise.

Steven held my hand and brought me into the room deeper in the basement.

The door looked sturdy, almost like a bank vault. As the door opened, I followed Steven inside. When the

numb.

was finally opening

some sense, he had finally decided to trust me completely. He had

scars.

me, my parents, people from the orphanage, and some people I didn’t know about.

Steven had been monitoring everyone like he was God, controlling everything behind the scenes.

at Steven in fear. I wondered if he was actually the

to the wall of photos and pointed toward the

years ago, after leaving the asylum, a

Essentially, their deaths seem unrelated but somehow

guessing that the culprit behind those incidents is also the culprit of

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Steven nodded.

thing in common, which is that they

the psychiatrist who reported

who was kind. He was the one who exposed the

whom Michael brought along to provoke

the center of all their deaths…” Steven

died were people who once hurt or tortured

on me while the true murderer will be overlooked,” Steven continued softly.

didn’t add up, why didn’t you report these clues to the

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