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.

her, “It wasn’t

know if she heard him, she continued

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

stood up

returned to the place for

nuns in the

silently, singing hymns for Mary

stood in a

small portrait, tears kept rolling down her

joining others in singing hymns

up with the first light of dawn,

didn’t have any

the end, the small urn was

urn in, he wiped it over and over with a clean handkerchief, then

in the monastery left one after another,

Erica walked closer.

small compartments, and on the door of each compartment, there was a photo of the deceased. Mary’s photo was her ID

out, lightly

so many things she wanted to say,

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