All Chapters of The Final Portrait: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

The moment Chris laid eyes on Sunny, the coldness in his eyes thawed slightly. Lowering his head, he gently adjusted her clothes for her, his expression worried. "Didn't the doctors say that you needed rest because you were pregnant? Why didn't you listen?" Seeing Chris, Sunny immediately threw herself into his arms. In a sweet voice, she said, "I just missed you, silly! Didn't you promise not to work overtime today? Is there a new case?"Chris let down his guard around her, so he didn't even hesitate to reply, "We got a dismemberment case tonight, so I was a bit late."Hugging Chris' arm, Sunny turned to look at the police station. Curiously, she asked, "So how is it? Have you found the murderer?"Sitting her down in the passenger seat, he replied, "Not yet. The victim's body was completely disfigured, so the victim must have suffered torture before death. The killer even gouged out both of the victim's eyes."He paused for a moment, before continuing, "Our current deduction i

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

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

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