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…

didn’t know if she heard him,

them that tonight was the last memorial service for Mary and asked if Erica and Larkin wanted to

up

returned to the place for

monks and nuns in

stood silently, singing hymns for

stood in

at Mary’s small portrait, tears kept rolling

by her side, joining

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

didn’t have any

the small urn was placed into the monastery’s

urn in, he wiped it over and

nuns in the monastery left one after another,

Erica walked closer.

each compartment,

reached out, lightly touching

so many things she wanted to say, so

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