Chapter 1914

Larkin and the Prior were talking outside, and Erica was wide awake.

Listening to the Prior’s vague murmuring, Erica felt like she was being tortured.

After a while, the Prior left and the door was pushed open.

Larkin was back.

Seeing that she was awake, he rushed over, sitting by her side.

He asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

Curling up with her knees, Erica shook her head slightly, “Larkin, I just wanted to help somebody. Why did Mary have to die because of my goodwill?”

“It was an accident…” Larkin whispered, trying to comfort her.

“It wasn’t an accident.” Erica said, her face pale, shaking her head again, if I hadn’t helped Madeleine Winters, or… if I had taken Mary away from the monastery the last time, Mary wouldn’t have died.”

After saying this, she looked at Larkin, tears welling up, “It was me! I killed Mary!”

She couldn’t control the pain in her heart anymore and started crying loudly.

hugged her, “It wasn’t you…

she heard him, she continued to

getting dark, Martin came to tell them that tonight was the last memorial service for

up and washed

Larkin’s company, she returned to the place for mourning

monks and nuns

stood silently, singing hymns

in

portrait, tears kept rolling

side, joining others in singing

gradually lit up with the first light of dawn, the

didn’t have any

small urn was placed

the Prior put the urn in, he wiped it over

the monastery left

Erica walked closer.

the door of each compartment, there was a photo of the deceased. Mary’s photo was her

reached out, lightly

she wanted to say, so many questions she

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