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The Final Portrait Chapter 5
I was stunned hearing what Sunny had said, my memories going back to our university days.Back then, I knew that Chris had fallen for a girl before, and that the girl had dumped him and left the country when Chris' grandmother died. I was the one who had stood by him when he was having one of the toughest times of his life, and slowly kept him company until he overcame his hurdles.On the day of our graduation, Chris confessed to me in front of everyone. The youth walked toward me with a gentle smile on his face. The love and passion he had for me was evident in his expression.To this day, I still remember how it was a windy day, and how his gaze was passionate but careful as he tried not to let his nervousness show. He told me, "Will you be with me, Misty? Let me protect you. We'll have our own home together, and I'll never let you be alone. I promise."I didn't remember how I replied, but I did remember crying. I remembered how he had gently wiped my tears and covered my eye
The Final Portrait Chapter 6
After comforting Sunny, Chris went to the balcony, his expression still in a firm scowl as he reached for his phone and tapped on my direct messages. The last message from me was from half a month ago, asking where he was, and the two of cut basically cut contact since then.He hesitated for a bit, turning the phone on and off, before tapping a few words slowly. "If you aren't dead, come back here."Seeing that I didn't reply, he deleted the message and threw the phone onto the table.For a second there, I was shocked to realize that Chris missed me. A moment later, I berated myself for even thinking that he might care about me in any capacity. He wanted me as far away as possible so that he could be with his true love.I had been dead for a while now, anyway, so I wouldn't ever get between them. Good for them, I suppose.I was about to leave when a kitten jumped over from the rooftop of our neighbor's house. It was the stray cat that Chris and I fed together.Seeing the cat
The Final Portrait Chapter 7
"Captain, the DNA test results are out… I think you should come here personally…"By the time Chris got the call, it was already close to midnight. He rushed all the way to the police station in the dead of night, and realized something wasn't right the moment he stepped in the door.Everyone's heads were lowered, and quite a few of our colleagues were crying around my corpse. Chris seemed to realize something, but he forced himself to step into the autopsy room, reaching to grab the collar of one of our colleagues, but his hands were trembling. "Why are you all crying? Stop… Stop crying already!"As soon as he spoke, the sniffles around him became full-blown sobs. Our colleague Alex replied, "Captain, the DNA test results of the victim came out… It… It was Misty, Captain… She died so horribly…"Those words were like a sledgehammer, bashing away at Chris' heart, and I could see that he was thrown into panic with this news. His eyes reddened as he tightened his grip, and he star
The Final Portrait Chapter 8
Thinking it was a call from me, Chris accepted the call with eager anticipation. "Misty!"The person on the other end seemed to be taken aback for a moment, before they asked, "Are you Miss Reynolds' boyfriend?"Chris only dumbly nodded his head and replied in a hoarse voice, "Yes, that's me.""Well you see, I'm Miss Reynolds' therapist. It's been half a month since she's attended any sessions, so I was wondering if everything was alright?"Chris opened his mouth, but it was as if the words were stuck in his throat. After a few times of trying, he finally managed to speak, "Sorry, I… I can't find her either…"Hanging up the call defeatedly, Chris looked down at his trembling fingers, unable to mask his mental state any longer than he already had. Finding a picture of mine on his phone, he caressed it gently, desperately calling my name as he did. "Misty… If I had believed you back then, would you not have died…?"Sadly enough, there weren't any ifs in the world we lived in. Wha
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That's right. The person I saw in the surveillance footage that day was Sunny. She was a spy, using Chris' feelings to deceive him and earn his trust. Then, she gathered useful information and passed it on to the criminal organization.Before I died, she and I had one last conversation through video call. She was smug as she showed me the picture of Chris going to the hospital with her. "Look, Misty! You were with him for five years, but all I needed to do was show up. He loves me more, see? You've lost!"Yes, I lost completely, and paid the price, disappearing as they wished.But did I really lose?No one believed that Sunny would be the culprit behind the scenes, until Chris followed the trail of clues, finding information about her from the time she was overseas. As it turned out, all the talk about her being abandoned by her husband was fake, a ruse to earn Chris' trust.Now that the truth was revealed, our colleagues asked, "Do we arrest her, Captain?"Chris had already be
The Final Portrait Chapter 10
As he spoke, he immediately grabbed her hand in a vice grip. In the surveillance footage, one could see how Sunny's expression changed when her back was turned, trying to find a chance to leave the scene as soon as she could.On their way out, they were suddenly surrounded by the police. "Where are you going, Miss Brooks?"Turning her head, she saw Chris sneering at her, and she finally realized what was going on, rage painting her features. "How dare you trick me?!"Chris scowled at her reaction, reaching to wrap his hands around her neck. "And you're one to talk? You're the one who came close to me so that you could get information out of me! Do you know how many people died because of you, Sunny? You disgust me!"Hearing this, Sunny laughed, a defiant flame burning in her eyes. "I'm disgusting? Shouldn't you be saying that about yourself, Chris? How does it feel to kill your lover with your own hands? "Oh, wait, you don't know! Misty called you right before she died, you kno
The Final Portrait Chapter 1
I was a sketch artist acting for the police.On a secret mission, I was discovered by a murderer. My eyes were gouged out, and my body was dismembered, unceremoniously dumped in a garbage bin.On the brink of death, I called my boyfriend, a criminal investigator. However, he hung up on me because he was busy accompanying his first love to a prenatal checkup.A few days later, he received a portrait that was a vital clue to finding the murderer, but he thought I was playing tricks on him.In his anger, he tore that portrait to shreds.After he found out the truth, he spent the whole night searching through the garbage to piece it back together.-After the murderer dismembered me, my remains were scattered in garbage bins. After receiving a report, the police had the scene on lockdown, and spent an entire day and night to piece my remains back together from different garbage bins around the area.But no matter how they tried, they couldn't find my eyes.My body was placed on
The Final Portrait Chapter 2
Chris and I were coursemates during university. Back when he was going through tough times, I stayed by his side and helped him through it. In the course of it, he opened himself to me, and we ended up together.After graduation, we ended up in the criminal investigation team together. He became a police, while I worked as a portrait artist, assisting with investigation.Half a year ago was the first time I joined a joint capture operation. Chris' father, Mr. Garrett, was the captain back then. However, our target found out about our plans beforehand, and the entire building was rigged with timed explosives.The moment the explosion happened, Mr. Garrett protected me with his body. The explosion took the lives of everyone in the first team except for me, who had gotten gravely injured, but was still alive.By the time Chris came with the second team, I had already passed out. When I woke up, I was laying in the hospital, and I had forgotten all about the murderer along with everyth
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