All Chapters of Freeing Her at the Cost of My Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I kept wondering what I had done to deserve such suffering. Now that I had finally escaped all the agony, I still had to watch Quentin tear me down as a mentally unstable drunk driver, even in death.He stood before my body, looking unusually relaxed for someone always so serious. "Tay won't have to worry anymore now. I'll have more chances in court to fight for what's right for her."Quentin threw aside the papers he'd planned to use against me, his gaze hardening with hostility. "You've caused Tay enough trouble. I'm not letting you off the hook, even if you're dead!"He planned to put all the blame for the accident on me.But it was Taylor who messed with my car. She sabotaged the brakes and mixed psychoactive drugs and alcohol into my sleep tonic, planning to take me out in a crash.Quentin seemed to recall something and turned to Anya beside him. "I heard they found a child's body at the accident site. Is that true?"After Anya confirmed it, his eyes lit up with satisfaction

If Quentin really saw Taylor as just a sister, would he let them call each other husband and wife?If she was really just a sister to him, would he have left me and Ruby hanging when I needed him the most, just to take care of Taylor's petty issues?He wrote, "Once this case is over, I'll have more time for you and Ruby."But my life was already over, so his hopes were bound to fall apart.I'd been gone for a while now. He'd never get my sincere apologies again, and he lost Ruby for good.…Quentin rented out an entire luxury event hall on Taylor's birthday.He was dressed in a custom suit, standing tall and confident, while Taylor was in a wedding dress he had designed for her. She was holding onto his arm, and they looked like the perfect couple.Taylor said she knew it wouldn't be easy for them to stay together forever. Therefore, she wanted Quentin to help her make her wish come true—marrying the one she loved, even if it was just for show.Quentin hesitated at first, but

An eerie silence took over the place.The case was Quentin to handle, but he was so focused on getting back at whoever hurt Taylor that he couldn't care less about the actual victim.He grabbed his phone and texted me nonstop. When I didn't respond, he kept calling me over and over, acting like he'd completely lost it.But what was the point? He'd never hear from me again.With a beep, a call went through.I saw a kind of surprised joy in Quentin's eyes I'd never seen before. His voice had a hint of relief he didn't even notice. "Sharon, I knew you weren't dead—""Hello, sir, this is the funeral home," the staff member said, cutting Quentin off calmly. "Are you a relative of Sharon Eastlake?"No one's come forward to claim the body, and we haven't been able to reach any family. We're about to go ahead with cremation—""No, you can't!" Quentin blurted out, his voice shaky with anxiety he didn't even realize. "This is a joke, right? I'm coming over now to see what's going on! No

Taylor immediately went pale as soon as she realized what she'd said."If it wasn't for you, I would've never doubted Sharon when she called! If it wasn't for you, Ruby wouldn't have burned in that fire! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have lost them!" Quentin roared.He slammed everything to the floor in a fit of rage—the photos of him and Taylor, and the plaster figurines they made together. Every memory they shared was shattered.Taylor dropped to the floor, shaking with fear—only now did the full weight of fear hit her."Quent, don't be angry anymore, alright? I can have kids with you, too. I know you better than Sharon does. I'm younger, and I can build a family with you!"Taylor crawled over and grabbed Quentin's pant leg, her voice desperate as if she'd just found a lifeline. "I have a sister—Anya can be yours as well! Quent, don't you think the two of us are better than just Sharon?"Had Taylor not said Anya's name, Quentin probably would've forgotten about her in the he