My corpse was set aside as the sky burial practitioner—my husband, Gideon Slater—removed the ring on my finger. He squinted at it and scrutinized it before casting it aside.Another sky burial practitioner asked, "Why does she have a ring, Gideon?"He wiped his blade indifferently. "I don't know. Maybe her family forgot to remove it."Soon, he would disassemble my body and mix the parts with flour so the vultures could have me. I watched with mixed feelings as I realized he didn't recognize my corpse. He didn't even recognize that the ring he'd cast aside was our wedding band!My chest throbbed dully. Only then did I realize that even the dead could feel heartache.One of the other sky burial practitioners asked, "Why doesn't she have a head?""Yeah. Where is it?"Someone said, "She's Emperian, so maybe her family is keeping the head for a ground burial."Gideon faltered when he heard the mention of the body being someone Emperian. Then, he composed himself. "I don't know why t
I'd already been missing for half a month, yet Gideon hadn't noticed. It was clear he didn't care about me. I clutched my chest, feeling like I'd been stabbed by a thousand needles."Aren't you heading home yet, Gideon?" his colleague asked, patting his shoulder.He stiffened. "I will in a while."The colleague smiled. "Are you and Madeline still fighting? Come on. Be a real man and give in when the time is right."With that, he left. Gideon sat alone in the spacious hall, his phone screen glowing dimly. The loneliness swallowed him, yet he refused to head home."Go home. I'm not there," I said. I gave him a complicated look, but he couldn't see or hear me.…I was an Emperian who'd traveled to the Titanus region. One night, I'd returned to my hotel a little too late and had run into some hooligans. Gideon, who had been passing by, had helped me chase them away, and I'd fallen for him at first sight.His chiseled features and tanned skin made him look particularly handsome. Aft
Connor sounded afraid as he asked, "Could something have gone wrong?""Let's wait a little longer. We'll call the police if we still can't contact the next of kin," Gideon said. He was prepared for the worst.After a couple of days, they still couldn't reach my family. Left with no choice, they called the police. A forensic doctor arrived with the police.When he saw my disassembled body, he immediately said, "The body shows signs of corrosion—the skin is red and has boils. This is death caused by strong acid poisoning! The victim is a woman between 23 to 27 years old. She even had a manicure."Connor looked at my nails. "Madeline likes getting her nails done in this color, too. Doesn't she, Gideon?"Only when everyone looked at him did he realize he'd said the wrong thing. He hurriedly backtracked. "I was talking nonsense! Forget I ever said anything."Gideon didn't look bothered. "It's fine. Plenty of people have their nails done in this color."The police took my disassembled
Nancy was watching TV in the living room when Gideon arrived at her apartment. She smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Madeline won't get mad at you for coming here, will she? I'm genuinely scared, though. You know I've always been timid."She calls me to tell me off whenever she gets mad…" She lowered her voice toward the end of her sentence. However, it was still loud enough for Gideon to hear her.He caressed her head gently. "No, she won't. I'll tell her off for you if she does do that. You don't have to fear anything with me around."He sat beside her and quietly accompanied her as she watched TV.Perhaps it was because those were the last things I'd felt before dying, but I vividly remembered the terror from that night and the despair of being abandoned by Gideon. When I saw how gentle he was with Nancy, I felt a strong wave of resentment. Maybe I shouldn't have expected anything of him after all.Nancy took a photo of Gideon's side profile when he wasn't paying attention before sh
Gideon left my company and headed straight to the police station opposite to make a report."I want to make a report. My wife has gone missing." He sounded hoarser than usual, but the sadness within his voice was unmissable.He looked completely different from how he'd been when dropping off my wedding band earlier. Now, he looked sorrowed, almost as if he would cry at any second.The policeman immediately got ready to take his statement. "What's the missing person's name? When did you realize she was missing?""Her name is Madeline Gray; I've just realized she's gone missing, but she was probably last seen half a month ago." Something seemed to occur to him as he spoke. He pulled out his phone, his hands trembling so badly that he could barely hold it.He had to try a few times to unlock it. Then, he looked through our messages. "She texted me one night to say she felt like there was someone in the living room."The policeman took the phone from him. "Where were you, and what we
It turned out my head had been at home this whole time. Gideon would've noticed it if he'd spent even one night at home, but he'd stayed away for half a month because he was mad at me over Nancy.He approached the fridge as if in a trance. He reached out but didn't dare touch my head. A police officer grabbed his hand and said, "Sorry, but you can't touch it. We need forensics in here!"The police officer escorted Gideon to the living room while the forensic doctor started checking the kitchen. "The kitchen shouldn't be the first crime scene—the body was dragged there. Bloodstains revealed by the reagent show that they started from the bedroom."The murderer broke into the master bedroom, killed the victim there, and dragged her to the kitchen. Then, he beheaded her and stored her head in the fridge. Her body was then sent for a sky burial," the forensic doctor said. He calmly described what had happened to me that night."I also noticed that the bedroom door is broken, but I don't
After carefully reviewing the surveillance footage, the police finally identified the suspect and apprehended him. He came clean about what happened that night.Initially, he'd only been interested in the money. He'd scoped out the place several times and thought I was a single woman living alone. That night, he'd broken into the apartment under the cover of darkness. He hadn't intended to enter the master bedroom, but the door had opened after a light push.I'd seen his face, and he'd been afraid I would call for help. So, he'd darted forward and stabbed me to death. He'd had poison on him, so he'd fed it to me, wanting to ramp up the difficulty for the police to resolve the mystery.Then, he'd dragged me to the kitchen and beheaded me before putting my head in the fridge. That way, my head wouldn't decompose, and my body would've already gone through the sky burial. No one would be able to find it. What he didn't expect was that the vultures wouldn't touch a body with poison in
Nancy lowered her head and started weeping, sounding aggrieved as she said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say those things; I only panicked after seeing you like this."Gideon's expression remained icy. He ignored her and left her there as he helped Mom out of the police station. Nancy watched them leave in disbelief. She couldn't understand why her trick had stopped working.…Gideon got my phone from the police. The murderer had taken it with him after killing me.Gideon unlocked my phone and checked my conversation with him. The last message was of me asking him for help, which made him tear up. There were many unread messages from friends and colleagues, but they were mostly from Mom.He saw how she kept asking about how I was doing. Had I dressed right for the weather? Had I taken my meals?"I'm sorry… I'm sorry for neglecting you…" he whispered.I felt freed. "It's okay."It was too bad he couldn't hear me say that anymore. When he checked my Instagram, the first thing he
"Is it because you're shameless enough to do something like this?" Gideon seemed to be forcing the words between gritted teeth.Nancy looked around at her neighbors. She wanted to explain, but Gideon was telling the truth. She couldn't refute him. "No, it's not like that… It's not…"Gideon said, "Don't come to me anymore. I was only caring for you because we grew up together, but you made me lose my family."He turned and left. She panicked and tried to grab him, but he only sped up.This incident thoroughly ruined Nancy's reputation. The whole residential area knew that she loved seducing married or taken men; everyone avoided her like the plague, afraid that she would try to seduce their husbands.…Gideon brought Mom to attend the court trial for my murder. When she saw the murderer, she charged at him and cried, "Why didn't you let my daughter go? Why?"She screamed and sobbed; her pain was that of a mother sending off their child. Gideon wiped his tears and helped her up af
Nancy lowered her head and started weeping, sounding aggrieved as she said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say those things; I only panicked after seeing you like this."Gideon's expression remained icy. He ignored her and left her there as he helped Mom out of the police station. Nancy watched them leave in disbelief. She couldn't understand why her trick had stopped working.…Gideon got my phone from the police. The murderer had taken it with him after killing me.Gideon unlocked my phone and checked my conversation with him. The last message was of me asking him for help, which made him tear up. There were many unread messages from friends and colleagues, but they were mostly from Mom.He saw how she kept asking about how I was doing. Had I dressed right for the weather? Had I taken my meals?"I'm sorry… I'm sorry for neglecting you…" he whispered.I felt freed. "It's okay."It was too bad he couldn't hear me say that anymore. When he checked my Instagram, the first thing he
After carefully reviewing the surveillance footage, the police finally identified the suspect and apprehended him. He came clean about what happened that night.Initially, he'd only been interested in the money. He'd scoped out the place several times and thought I was a single woman living alone. That night, he'd broken into the apartment under the cover of darkness. He hadn't intended to enter the master bedroom, but the door had opened after a light push.I'd seen his face, and he'd been afraid I would call for help. So, he'd darted forward and stabbed me to death. He'd had poison on him, so he'd fed it to me, wanting to ramp up the difficulty for the police to resolve the mystery.Then, he'd dragged me to the kitchen and beheaded me before putting my head in the fridge. That way, my head wouldn't decompose, and my body would've already gone through the sky burial. No one would be able to find it. What he didn't expect was that the vultures wouldn't touch a body with poison in
It turned out my head had been at home this whole time. Gideon would've noticed it if he'd spent even one night at home, but he'd stayed away for half a month because he was mad at me over Nancy.He approached the fridge as if in a trance. He reached out but didn't dare touch my head. A police officer grabbed his hand and said, "Sorry, but you can't touch it. We need forensics in here!"The police officer escorted Gideon to the living room while the forensic doctor started checking the kitchen. "The kitchen shouldn't be the first crime scene—the body was dragged there. Bloodstains revealed by the reagent show that they started from the bedroom."The murderer broke into the master bedroom, killed the victim there, and dragged her to the kitchen. Then, he beheaded her and stored her head in the fridge. Her body was then sent for a sky burial," the forensic doctor said. He calmly described what had happened to me that night."I also noticed that the bedroom door is broken, but I don't
Gideon left my company and headed straight to the police station opposite to make a report."I want to make a report. My wife has gone missing." He sounded hoarser than usual, but the sadness within his voice was unmissable.He looked completely different from how he'd been when dropping off my wedding band earlier. Now, he looked sorrowed, almost as if he would cry at any second.The policeman immediately got ready to take his statement. "What's the missing person's name? When did you realize she was missing?""Her name is Madeline Gray; I've just realized she's gone missing, but she was probably last seen half a month ago." Something seemed to occur to him as he spoke. He pulled out his phone, his hands trembling so badly that he could barely hold it.He had to try a few times to unlock it. Then, he looked through our messages. "She texted me one night to say she felt like there was someone in the living room."The policeman took the phone from him. "Where were you, and what we
Nancy was watching TV in the living room when Gideon arrived at her apartment. She smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Madeline won't get mad at you for coming here, will she? I'm genuinely scared, though. You know I've always been timid."She calls me to tell me off whenever she gets mad…" She lowered her voice toward the end of her sentence. However, it was still loud enough for Gideon to hear her.He caressed her head gently. "No, she won't. I'll tell her off for you if she does do that. You don't have to fear anything with me around."He sat beside her and quietly accompanied her as she watched TV.Perhaps it was because those were the last things I'd felt before dying, but I vividly remembered the terror from that night and the despair of being abandoned by Gideon. When I saw how gentle he was with Nancy, I felt a strong wave of resentment. Maybe I shouldn't have expected anything of him after all.Nancy took a photo of Gideon's side profile when he wasn't paying attention before sh
Connor sounded afraid as he asked, "Could something have gone wrong?""Let's wait a little longer. We'll call the police if we still can't contact the next of kin," Gideon said. He was prepared for the worst.After a couple of days, they still couldn't reach my family. Left with no choice, they called the police. A forensic doctor arrived with the police.When he saw my disassembled body, he immediately said, "The body shows signs of corrosion—the skin is red and has boils. This is death caused by strong acid poisoning! The victim is a woman between 23 to 27 years old. She even had a manicure."Connor looked at my nails. "Madeline likes getting her nails done in this color, too. Doesn't she, Gideon?"Only when everyone looked at him did he realize he'd said the wrong thing. He hurriedly backtracked. "I was talking nonsense! Forget I ever said anything."Gideon didn't look bothered. "It's fine. Plenty of people have their nails done in this color."The police took my disassembled
I'd already been missing for half a month, yet Gideon hadn't noticed. It was clear he didn't care about me. I clutched my chest, feeling like I'd been stabbed by a thousand needles."Aren't you heading home yet, Gideon?" his colleague asked, patting his shoulder.He stiffened. "I will in a while."The colleague smiled. "Are you and Madeline still fighting? Come on. Be a real man and give in when the time is right."With that, he left. Gideon sat alone in the spacious hall, his phone screen glowing dimly. The loneliness swallowed him, yet he refused to head home."Go home. I'm not there," I said. I gave him a complicated look, but he couldn't see or hear me.…I was an Emperian who'd traveled to the Titanus region. One night, I'd returned to my hotel a little too late and had run into some hooligans. Gideon, who had been passing by, had helped me chase them away, and I'd fallen for him at first sight.His chiseled features and tanned skin made him look particularly handsome. Aft
My corpse was set aside as the sky burial practitioner—my husband, Gideon Slater—removed the ring on my finger. He squinted at it and scrutinized it before casting it aside.Another sky burial practitioner asked, "Why does she have a ring, Gideon?"He wiped his blade indifferently. "I don't know. Maybe her family forgot to remove it."Soon, he would disassemble my body and mix the parts with flour so the vultures could have me. I watched with mixed feelings as I realized he didn't recognize my corpse. He didn't even recognize that the ring he'd cast aside was our wedding band!My chest throbbed dully. Only then did I realize that even the dead could feel heartache.One of the other sky burial practitioners asked, "Why doesn't she have a head?""Yeah. Where is it?"Someone said, "She's Emperian, so maybe her family is keeping the head for a ground burial."Gideon faltered when he heard the mention of the body being someone Emperian. Then, he composed himself. "I don't know why t