He stubbornly refused to leave. Then I showed him the kiss marks on my neck that were made by others. Only after that was he in despair.
"I will never tell him that I forged the kiss marks."
"No one can understand my pain of driving away the man I love the most."
"I never dare to believe that in the five years since my death, Richard does fall in love with Emery."
"I underestimate Richard's hatred for me. He grew up in hatred and gained the ability to decide other's fate without bearing the consequences."
Watching my mother suffer and unable to speak, he grinned.
"If Kate doesn't apologize to Emery on her initiative, I can't guarantee what I will do."
I cried and threw myself into my mother's arms. I begged her to tell Richard about my death and not to hide it anymore.
I dared not recall the day when I had died so desperately and horribly.
My mom pursed her lips tightly.
She couldn't hear my cries, but she used her meager strength to preserve my last dignity.
I didn't expect Emery to act to this extent.
I could see that her legs had healed. But she clung to Richard, letting him take care of her and feeding her himself.
Looking at the gentle and considerate man, I was heartbroken.