One thing Jeremy did remember was that I was sent to the same hospital as Celeste, so he wanted to find me so that he could 'serve justice' on her behalf. The moment he left Celeste's ward, a stretcher was wheeled right past him, and I just knew that the body on that stretcher was mine.Even though my body was covered with a piece of white cloth, my hand was left hanging outside and uncovered, revealing the promise ring I was wearing. This was the very ring Jeremy had bought me when he proposed to me eight years ago, and I had never taken it off once.I was confident that Jeremy could recognize that ring.My spirit floated around Jeremy as I tried to tell him that the body was mine, that he only needed one good look to realize it was me.I needed to know how he'd react if he knew that he pushed me and our child into the jaws of death with his own hands. Would he feel any semblance of remorse? Would he have a breakdown, or would it just not mean anything to him whatsoever?"Pleas
I could only watch helplessly as they gazed into each other's eyes lovingly and embraced each other.And so, Celeste stayed at the hospital for a few days under Jeremy's unfaltering care, and he was the one who helped her out with all her procedures the day she was discharged too.After Celeste was escorted home, she held onto Jeremy, not willing to let go. "Jeremy, I don't want to worry my parents, but I'm a clumsy dummy who can't take care of herself… Can't you stay and keep me company?"Jeremy, as always, enjoyed the feeling of being relied on by Celeste, and he held onto her. "Of course. I'll take a few days off work to take care of you."The resulting pang in my heart was indescribable. To think that the man who I didn't dare inconvenience in the slightest was willing to give himself so freely to another woman.Their sweet embrace was interrupted by a sudden incoming call.Seeing the unfamiliar number, Jeremy confusedly accepted the call, and the voice of my father's shout
When he heard the news from his own father, Jeremy's expression darkened immediately.Mr. Stonefield's voice shouting was so loud that even Celeste understood the situation. "D-Did something really happen to her? Should… Should we go to the hospital?"The nerves started to get to Jeremy, but he tried to put on a false bravado, trying not to stutter as he replied, "Dad, don't… Don't joke with me, how… How could she be…"Mr. Stonefield didn't want to waste time with Jeremy any further, and commanded, "Come back to the hospital right this second!"Jeremy was dumbfounded as he hung up on the phone, and Celeste tried to comfort him. "Let's go to the hospital, I think… She's definitely not dead, but she might actually be hurt. You've told me before that your parents really liked Elodie, so they might be trying to help her out."Celeste's words did a good job at calming Jeremy down. "You're right. I wonder what spell she's got my parents under, for them to cooperate with her about someth
After a few seconds of silence, Jeremy shouted angrily, "How much did that woman pay you? Is she trying to coerce me by acting dead? How disgusting!"Smack!Mr. Stonefield smacked Jeremy's face again, and shouted, "Go and look at the person lying inside, then!"Jeremy seemed to resist the very notion of entering the morgue, but Mr. Stonefield strong-armed him into the room. The eeriness of the morgue made Jeremy shiver, and he hesitantly made his way to where my body lay.My father, who had been waiting there, helped him lift the white cloth, revealing my deathly pale face.Jeremy was unprepared for this sight, so he was shocked and stiff as he stared at my face. After a whole two minutes, he unfroze, as if he had an epiphany, and shouted, "Y-You got me! That makeup of yours is really convincing, but enough is enough! I'll let you off the hook, alright?"As he talked, he even tried to shove my body.My father was paralyzed with grief. However, seeing what Jeremy was going to do
Honestly, I didn't expect Jeremy to be so protective of Celeste, even now.Evidently, Mr. Stonefield was taken aback by his reaction, too. Filled with anger, he raised his hand and tried to smack Jeremy again, but Celeste stood in front of him, blocking him. "It was my fault sir, don't blame Jeremy… If I hadn't made Elodie angry, we wouldn't have fought…"Celeste put on such a show that Jeremy couldn't help but feel bad for her, reaching to hold him in his arms. "If it wasn't for you and Mom, I would've been with her ages ago! Besides, Elodie's the one who's been overreacting and causing trouble for Celeste because of her petty jealousy when I've just been taking care of Celeste like a sibling!"Driven by anger, Mr. Stonefield shouted, "You're not my son! You're just a complete monster!"Mr. Stonefield seemed like he was going to pass out from anger, but Mrs. Stonefield and a nearby doctor rushed to support him so that he wouldn't collapse.Mrs. Stonefield's expression was one of
I was incriminated by Celeste once, so I prepared a mini camera that was installed in my watch before I went to see her, so that I could record the entire conversation.After the incident, my father investigated every single detail that led up to my death in a frenzy, and he found the watch I had worn that day after finding out that I had bought a mini camera before the incident happened.After getting the recordings extracted, my father found out the truth. In an effort for justice to be served, he downloaded the recording into the very phone he threw at Jeremy mere moments before.With a trembling hand, Jeremy played the video.The angle of the recording wasn't the best, but it was enough to tell that the other party was Celeste. Before I could even talk, she spoke with a trembling voice, "Elodie, Jeremy and I are innocent. I've never contacted him on my own, he's the one who's been looking for me… I think you should resolve your issues on your own instead of picking on me…"I w
The truth of my death was revealed. My father sued Celeste for orchestrating my passing, and Jeremy was there in court the day she was punished with a thirty-year sentence in prison.After the court was adjourned, Jeremy returned to our home.It was two months since the last time we fought, and two months since he had returned to this house. I wasn't sure how to feel either, seeing the expression on Jeremy's face.Then, I saw Jeremy go through the house in a frenzy, trying to find the things I owned, before he sat there in the resulting mess, hugging my clothes close to his body as he mumbled, "Elodie, you've always been understanding, right…? P-Please, won't you forgive me again? Please come back… Please let me make it right…"Suddenly, something seemed to attract his attention, and he scrambled towards the bookshelf on his knees, reaching for a beautifully decorated book.That was the scrapbook I had made for our love, recording each and every date we've ever had. I even caref
And so, Jeremy became a walking corpse.Every day, he’d wake up and start tidying up the house. He’d fold and stack my clothes, and keep them in the wardrobe, before staring at it for a long time.Most of the time, he’d sit in the bedroom and flip through the scrapbook I made. As he flipped, he’d giggle at times, and break down in tears at others.When night came around, he’d hold onto my scrapbook and my pajamas as he fell asleep, as if he couldn’t get a good night’s rest without it.Before this, he wasn’t the type to do chores in the past, but now he’d often take a piece of cloth and wipe every single corner of the house until it gleamed. He took over the responsibility of taking care of my plants, too, and did a pretty good job of it at that.He’d take especially good care of the items I used before I passed, wiping them carefully as he muttered to himself, “Look, aren’t I doing a good job? I’m really good at doing chores now, so you’ll be really happy after we get married.”H
That was a beautiful, sunny day. Jeremy turned to look in my direction, before mumbling, “I miss you, Elodie… I want to see you…”After he said so, he jumped out of the window.Falling from a twelve-floor height, he died on the spot. All the police saw when they arrived at the scene was a body disfigured from the impact.My father was finally able to find a shred of solace, but this dealt another heavy blow to Mr. and Mrs. Stonefield, drowning them in grief.All I could do, seeing them crying so painfully in the morgue, was give them a helpless bow.'In our next life, please let me become your daughter again so I can take good care of you.'(The End)
And so, Jeremy became a walking corpse.Every day, he’d wake up and start tidying up the house. He’d fold and stack my clothes, and keep them in the wardrobe, before staring at it for a long time.Most of the time, he’d sit in the bedroom and flip through the scrapbook I made. As he flipped, he’d giggle at times, and break down in tears at others.When night came around, he’d hold onto my scrapbook and my pajamas as he fell asleep, as if he couldn’t get a good night’s rest without it.Before this, he wasn’t the type to do chores in the past, but now he’d often take a piece of cloth and wipe every single corner of the house until it gleamed. He took over the responsibility of taking care of my plants, too, and did a pretty good job of it at that.He’d take especially good care of the items I used before I passed, wiping them carefully as he muttered to himself, “Look, aren’t I doing a good job? I’m really good at doing chores now, so you’ll be really happy after we get married.”H
The truth of my death was revealed. My father sued Celeste for orchestrating my passing, and Jeremy was there in court the day she was punished with a thirty-year sentence in prison.After the court was adjourned, Jeremy returned to our home.It was two months since the last time we fought, and two months since he had returned to this house. I wasn't sure how to feel either, seeing the expression on Jeremy's face.Then, I saw Jeremy go through the house in a frenzy, trying to find the things I owned, before he sat there in the resulting mess, hugging my clothes close to his body as he mumbled, "Elodie, you've always been understanding, right…? P-Please, won't you forgive me again? Please come back… Please let me make it right…"Suddenly, something seemed to attract his attention, and he scrambled towards the bookshelf on his knees, reaching for a beautifully decorated book.That was the scrapbook I had made for our love, recording each and every date we've ever had. I even caref
I was incriminated by Celeste once, so I prepared a mini camera that was installed in my watch before I went to see her, so that I could record the entire conversation.After the incident, my father investigated every single detail that led up to my death in a frenzy, and he found the watch I had worn that day after finding out that I had bought a mini camera before the incident happened.After getting the recordings extracted, my father found out the truth. In an effort for justice to be served, he downloaded the recording into the very phone he threw at Jeremy mere moments before.With a trembling hand, Jeremy played the video.The angle of the recording wasn't the best, but it was enough to tell that the other party was Celeste. Before I could even talk, she spoke with a trembling voice, "Elodie, Jeremy and I are innocent. I've never contacted him on my own, he's the one who's been looking for me… I think you should resolve your issues on your own instead of picking on me…"I w
Honestly, I didn't expect Jeremy to be so protective of Celeste, even now.Evidently, Mr. Stonefield was taken aback by his reaction, too. Filled with anger, he raised his hand and tried to smack Jeremy again, but Celeste stood in front of him, blocking him. "It was my fault sir, don't blame Jeremy… If I hadn't made Elodie angry, we wouldn't have fought…"Celeste put on such a show that Jeremy couldn't help but feel bad for her, reaching to hold him in his arms. "If it wasn't for you and Mom, I would've been with her ages ago! Besides, Elodie's the one who's been overreacting and causing trouble for Celeste because of her petty jealousy when I've just been taking care of Celeste like a sibling!"Driven by anger, Mr. Stonefield shouted, "You're not my son! You're just a complete monster!"Mr. Stonefield seemed like he was going to pass out from anger, but Mrs. Stonefield and a nearby doctor rushed to support him so that he wouldn't collapse.Mrs. Stonefield's expression was one of
After a few seconds of silence, Jeremy shouted angrily, "How much did that woman pay you? Is she trying to coerce me by acting dead? How disgusting!"Smack!Mr. Stonefield smacked Jeremy's face again, and shouted, "Go and look at the person lying inside, then!"Jeremy seemed to resist the very notion of entering the morgue, but Mr. Stonefield strong-armed him into the room. The eeriness of the morgue made Jeremy shiver, and he hesitantly made his way to where my body lay.My father, who had been waiting there, helped him lift the white cloth, revealing my deathly pale face.Jeremy was unprepared for this sight, so he was shocked and stiff as he stared at my face. After a whole two minutes, he unfroze, as if he had an epiphany, and shouted, "Y-You got me! That makeup of yours is really convincing, but enough is enough! I'll let you off the hook, alright?"As he talked, he even tried to shove my body.My father was paralyzed with grief. However, seeing what Jeremy was going to do
When he heard the news from his own father, Jeremy's expression darkened immediately.Mr. Stonefield's voice shouting was so loud that even Celeste understood the situation. "D-Did something really happen to her? Should… Should we go to the hospital?"The nerves started to get to Jeremy, but he tried to put on a false bravado, trying not to stutter as he replied, "Dad, don't… Don't joke with me, how… How could she be…"Mr. Stonefield didn't want to waste time with Jeremy any further, and commanded, "Come back to the hospital right this second!"Jeremy was dumbfounded as he hung up on the phone, and Celeste tried to comfort him. "Let's go to the hospital, I think… She's definitely not dead, but she might actually be hurt. You've told me before that your parents really liked Elodie, so they might be trying to help her out."Celeste's words did a good job at calming Jeremy down. "You're right. I wonder what spell she's got my parents under, for them to cooperate with her about someth
I could only watch helplessly as they gazed into each other's eyes lovingly and embraced each other.And so, Celeste stayed at the hospital for a few days under Jeremy's unfaltering care, and he was the one who helped her out with all her procedures the day she was discharged too.After Celeste was escorted home, she held onto Jeremy, not willing to let go. "Jeremy, I don't want to worry my parents, but I'm a clumsy dummy who can't take care of herself… Can't you stay and keep me company?"Jeremy, as always, enjoyed the feeling of being relied on by Celeste, and he held onto her. "Of course. I'll take a few days off work to take care of you."The resulting pang in my heart was indescribable. To think that the man who I didn't dare inconvenience in the slightest was willing to give himself so freely to another woman.Their sweet embrace was interrupted by a sudden incoming call.Seeing the unfamiliar number, Jeremy confusedly accepted the call, and the voice of my father's shout
One thing Jeremy did remember was that I was sent to the same hospital as Celeste, so he wanted to find me so that he could 'serve justice' on her behalf. The moment he left Celeste's ward, a stretcher was wheeled right past him, and I just knew that the body on that stretcher was mine.Even though my body was covered with a piece of white cloth, my hand was left hanging outside and uncovered, revealing the promise ring I was wearing. This was the very ring Jeremy had bought me when he proposed to me eight years ago, and I had never taken it off once.I was confident that Jeremy could recognize that ring.My spirit floated around Jeremy as I tried to tell him that the body was mine, that he only needed one good look to realize it was me.I needed to know how he'd react if he knew that he pushed me and our child into the jaws of death with his own hands. Would he feel any semblance of remorse? Would he have a breakdown, or would it just not mean anything to him whatsoever?"Pleas