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.

“It wasn’t you… It’s not your

know if she heard him, she continued

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

up

company, she returned to

nuns in the monastery were

stood silently, singing hymns

in a

at Mary’s small portrait, tears kept rolling down her

side, joining others in

the sky gradually lit up with the first light of dawn, the last night’s memorial

have any

the small urn was placed into the monastery’s

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

and nuns in the monastery left

Erica walked closer.

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

reached out, lightly

many things she wanted to say, so many questions she

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