Revenge After Death

"Stephie, this shower gel is nice. It lathers up really well." Steve remarked as he squeezed some onto the bath puff and started rubbing it in.

I was in the bathtub, one foot propped up outside, feeling embarrassed. "Can you please leave? My foot hurts, not my hands."

Ignoring my request, Steven began lathering foam onto my leg.

Blushing furiously, I covered my face, feeling like I was being treated like his favorite toy. "Steven, seriously, get out."

But Steven paid no attention, continuing to apply foam all over my body.

"Steven Lincoln!" I warned firmly, feeling the heat rise in my ears.

He stayed silent, leaning against my shoulder and rinsing my back with the showerhead.

"Stephie... Don't listen to them. You're not a fool. You're fine as you are, really... "Steven said softly, trying to comfort me. "They don't know anything. They're the ones who don't understand." "Wasn't the old me good enough?" I asked softly.

There was a brief moment of tension in Steven's body before he shook his head. "No, that's not it- "

"Then what is?" I pressed, looking at him.

He straightened up, avoiding my gaze. "You weren't happy, and I didn't know how to make you happy."

basic emotions. She had studied and imitated

recognized that normal people would smile in a situation, she would smile along; if it was

society.

happy either... "I felt like an idiot who couldn't

is best for you." Steven looked at me seriously. "You chose to forget.

silent, feeling unbearable discomfort

to my old

remembered something. "Peter and Aunty Lois—

sure if they had succeeded. But I could finish, someone interrupted. "Sir, Yasmin is

feeling a tightness in

to see Steven, pretending to

Michael was still unconscious, did she

won't see her," Steven replied, furrowing his

this to you, saying that you'll agree to see her once you read it,"

reassuring glance

despite the surge of uneasiness in

stepped out of the bathtub, wrapping a towel around myself as I

curious to see what Yasmin had passed to Steven - it was a piece of paper

didn't understand its