Chapter 1615


    Chapter 1615


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    She finally mustered the courage not to go in and just stayed downstairs in the living room. She didn’t


    do much, just kept Ericpany, sitting on the couch, watching TV. When it was time for dinner, she


    got up and went to the kitchen to make a blueberry pie.


    While making the blueberry pie, Eric stood by, arms crossed, silently watching her busy about. Only


    when she finished and brought the dish to the table did he sit down.


    At this point, Ste would pick up a piece of blueberry pie and put it in Eric’s bowl. “Try it and see if it


    tastes good.”


    Eric raised his eyebrows slightly and then parted his lips, motioning to Ste, “Feed me.”


    With a resigned smile, Ste picked up the blueberry pie again and put it in his mouth, watching him


    slowly eat it. Her resigned. smile would then turn into a doting one.


    Even if the piece of blueberry pie had fallen from a height and smashed on the ground, she still


    wouldn’t have noticed and would continue to feed Eric the pic, as if it could make up for something.


    At night, Ste would hold Eric’s hand and go to the garden outside the vi. It was actually overgrown


    with weeds, but in Ste’s eyes, it was a garden…


    llldke a walk with Eric, from the garden to the beach, then lie on thewn, look at the night sky, look


    at the stars, and talk to Eric.


    Late at night, Ste would return to the master bedroom, take a clean bath, hug Eric’s waist, snuggle


    into his embrace, close her eyes and sleep. Even though it was just a body pillow, she could feel the


    strength of Eric’s presence,forting and reassuring…


    That’s how she spent 29 days with Eric…


    On thest day, Ste pushed open the door of the birdcage


    room…


    Strangely, she didn’t see Eric sitting by the French window. There was nothing there, only the remnants


    of bloodstains…


    Because no one cared about Eric, he was dead. After they moved the body, no one woulde to


    clean up the bloodstains. This ce was like an abandoned wastnd.


    The smell of blood was heavy inside, with a hint of decay. This scent tempted Ste towards death. It


    seemed that only in death could she find release…


    Ste gripped the gun and walked step by step to the French window, then slowly sat down, in the


    same position and posture as Eric…


    She killed him to repay her own life, so she should die in the same way he did. No one could escape


    the condemnation of their


    conscience…


    Before she pulled the trigger, she sent a message to the local police, admitting that Eric did notmit


    suicide out of fear, but that she shot him dead. It was a bted confession…


    After sending it, she raised the gun in her hand, without any hesitation, aimed it at her own heart, and


    pulled the trigger fiercely –


    At the same time, Taya’s video call started on time, just like thest 29 days. If she didn’t answer, that


    foolish woman wouldn’t stop calling…


    Blood poured out from Ste’s heart, she could clearly feel it. The bullet pierced through her heart,


    leaving a dent on the window behind her. Whether it broke through the window, Ste didn’t know…


    She lowered her dark eyes, staring at the sweet profile picture of Taya on her phone, tears streaming


    down her face…


    Taya, I’m sorry, I’ve let you down-


    You wanted me to live, but I can’t go on living.


    My entire life so far has been a mistake. My existence since pup period has been a mistake.


    Ste wondered, what meaning did her own life have? It seemed meaningless, so if it was


    meaningless, why lived on?