Logan said as he put on his shoes with his back to me.
Listening to his words, I turned abruptly to look at myself in the mirror. The person in the mirror was healthy and young, nothing like the person who had been tormented by creditors, my mother-in-law, Annie, and my sister-in-law, Lilian, for over a decade.
I took a few deep breaths and accepted the fact that I had been reborn!
In my previous life, Logan had used the excuse of buying strawberries to emotionally manipulate me, telling me how good he was to me and how much he loved me. At that time, I was foolish and deeply moved.
Little did I know that in the afternoon, instead of enjoying the strawberries, I received a call from the traffic police.
It turned out that Logan had gotten into a car accident on the road, and the vehicle had careened off a cliff and exploded, leaving no trace of his body.
After a thorough search, the police only found a little finger.
After the funeral, a lawyer informed me that I was Logan's sole heir. Thinking about how good Logan had been to me.
I was overwhelmed with grief and almost wanted to follow him.