The Ghost Who Died For Him

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s voice so hoarse it

mmanded, his eyes wide

tuttering voice con

ree years ago. To save you, she donated he

grave... is at the municipal cemeter

d violently, the veins on his fo

h hold, his knuckles turning w

tering the graveyard's tranquility. "You're all

. We have the official death certificate, the hospital records..." Before he could

the wet grass, staring

rs spilled from her ey

girl. I should have stopped you. Even if it killed me

lt like a crushing weight,

toward her, his eyes bla

"She's not dead! She abandoned me! It was Dolly who save

d reality, refusing to let go of the

arms frantica

to see it with my own eyes!

desperate, manic urge to ut

Mom scrambled forwa

re desecrate her grave!" she

n grabbed her and dragged her away, her

t a silent, ag

y resting place, my

nge step by step into this bottomless abyss of

dured even after death, was n

the dirt, tearing op

It felt like centuries had passed, though perhaps it was only

final res

he open grave, his chest heav

reached out and took the

s feet, shaking

ully, as if it were some

t something glinting in the freshly overturn

gaze unfocused as he follow

is grasp, hitting the

small, silver heart penda

up, a silent sob

had given me, engrav

ve-filled heart-had pri

ts, my voice weak, my hand

m buried, put this in with me. So a

ven in death, I loved him,

massive

had now been dug up, exposed

nal, that our promises would be

e my desecrated grave, it all

ring the mud. His hands clawed frantically a

glowing like burning coal

dant, clutching it

d raw. "No, it's a trick. It has to be

rting between the pendant

ilently now, resi

ou are lying! She's playing

out a blood-c

rate laugh that quickly d

reathing ragged and painful,

r his lips like a shattered plea. "Kayla, ho

lly, comple

h lies, hatred, and his own twisted narra

hole by the horrific reality h

way violently, his voice torn with agon

in pain, trapped in a nig

are his sentiment, s

ownpour unleashed, inst

om in the heavy rain. His expensive suit clung to

bled toward it, his movements slow and s

ting the turbulent, violent

broken, stripped bare beneath

oor handle, finally yanking i

and the car sped off, leavi

on was clear:

ontation

him, the moment o

remonition tangling deep withi

was

oor to Dolly's hospital

ession, like a blank canvas

ntrusion, Dolly gasped,

straight

er carefully crafted fa

saw

I sa