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

she heard him, she continued to cry

came to tell them that tonight was the last memorial service for Mary and

stood up and

she returned to

monks and nuns in

singing

in a

at Mary’s small portrait, tears kept

side, joining others

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

have any

end, the small urn was placed into the monastery’s

the Prior put the urn in, he wiped it over and over with

the monks and nuns in the monastery left one after another, leaving only

Erica walked closer.

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

reached out, lightly touching

so many things she wanted to say, so many questions she

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