The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Willa handed the elderly man with snow-white hair a piece of paper. “So, about Fl… that Veridian man, the one who’s crazy about plants?”

The old man composed himself. “Since that incident, Flynn hasn’t visited much. He lost his usual cheerfulness; Elliot’s death hit him hard. Later, he chose to stay on campus and even found himself a stunning girlfriend. With her support, he gradually recovered. He went back to Veridia a while back and stopped by to thank me for looking after him. After that, I lost touch with him.”

And later, of course, he ended up in prison, tormented day after day, never to find peace again.

Willa’s gaze hardened as she asked, “All these years, do you still visit Elliot’s memorial when you remember him?”

The old man nodded and then shook his head. “Not exactly. After Elliot passed away, I moved into his dorm room. I kept all his belongings, thinking I’d return them to his parents. But some things couldn’t be taken, so I left them as they were.”

A glimmer shone in Willa’s eyes. “Can you take me to see his room?”

The old man seemed to have not spoken about these memories for a long time and agreed readily, “Sure, let’s go.”

The dorm was a two-bedroom with a living area. The old man lived in the right room, while the sunlit room on the left belonged to F-Poison.

Willa pushed the door open and entered. The room was tidy, preserved in the style of many years ago.

It was clear the old man held this place dear.

“May I have a moment alone here?” Willa asked.

The old man nodded, “Of course. But may I ask, who was Elliot to you?”

Willa pressed her lips, “He was my father.”

The old man paused in surprise. “I thought there was something of him in you. I guessed right then. Child, take your time to remember your father.”

Willa thanked him and then closed the door behind her.

Remember?

Impossible.

the small yet comfortable room, thanks to its well-organized

here. Even without airing out the bedding, it felt comforting to touch. Then, she took

she’d ever been

bounce on Jasper’s bed, calling for him to wake up. But fearing her godfather’s displeasure at overstepping, she could only

only watched

known she was adopted, so she never overstepped her bounds. Even though the Perez family treated her very well, as one of their own, she knew

family to repay them in every

lying on F-Poison’s bed, she felt no special connection. Nothing like

pieces of clothing. Looking further, she found a box with more personal garments, but nothing

and opened a drawer. Inside were a few

seemed too

filled with technical jargon Willa couldn’t

between the desk and the wall. Something was

found

first line took her by

on the ST-0

But she knew this could well be

contents and sent them to Karen, then

saying goodbye to the old man, Willa

you

even a fingerprint left. And there’s nothing about ST-0 in the lesson plans or

I got it. Come back

out the information Willa had

her hand. “Mom, why do I feel like F-Poison wasn’t just

“You’re right. But back then, Flynn was the only one around F-Poison. Could he have been experimenting on him?”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join &