Revenge After Death

Michael leaned on the wall at the side like he was injured.

"Michael..." Yasmin called out his name nervously.

I lifted my head and looked at him. His gaze was fixated on me. It looked like he wanted to know my answer as well.

"Let's hurry. Michael is hurt." Yasmin looked at me angrily as though I was the one prompting this argument.

I looked back at Steven and asked quizzically, "Why wouldn't I pick you? You're my legal husband."

Steven froze for a moment before his eyes lit up.

He looked toward Michael as if to gloat, the triumph evident in his expression.

Michael's fists tightened, and his expression seemed to have paled slightly.

"You heard her. She only picked you because of the marriage certificate." He scoffed.

"We're not getting a divorce," he declared gleefully while hugging me.

He didn't look like someone who almost died at all.

I felt a bit numb. I stared at Steven with furrowed brows but remained silent.

Seeming to notice the shift in my mood, Michael said, "Rachel was her best friend. Joel was one of your people as well. Is this all you care about when they just died down there? How cold-hearted do you have to be? What a lunatic."

between us as

the side, Quinn was still crying. Everyone was submerged in sadness,

speak but ultimately chose to remain

time, no one was on Steven's

seem like he wasn't sad about the situation

a lunatic. What a heartless monster," Yasmin berated

Steven glanced at Michael.

Michael's anger.

stoves were

e was very evidently

everyone's emotions along.

Rachel are also gone," Quinn sobbed

peaked

all stared at Steven who didn't appear

the prejudice that was cast upon

if not knowing how to express sadness made you a

broke the awkwardness and tried to get everyone

to look at

was still the one

with. He

thought of him.

he deserve to be discriminated against or berated just because he wasn't collectively

might not care about what the rest