All Chapters of A Forsaken Soul: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Last month, at the dinner event, Colette Brooke lost her balance and fell down the stairs.There had only been the two of us present at that time. When Finnegan Churchill rushed over, Colette told him that I was the one who pushed her down.After begging many specialists and surgeons for treatment, Colette could finally walk again. However, her dance career was ruined, and she could no longer fulfill her dream of being a professional dancer. Of course, Finnegan immediately thought that I was the culprit who ruined her dreams. So, he rushed over to demand an explanation from me.I lived in a run-down apartment in a very old residential building. Half of the building had been declared unsafe and demolished, so there weren't many people living here anymore.I had only managed to find this place after asking around for ages.Although the ceiling was leaky during rainy days, it was good enough for me because the monthly rent was just less than a hundred dollars.At that moment, I wa

Finnegan looked like he didn't want to waste another minute talking to me. He whipped out his phone and called his secretary.Seeing this, I immediately rushed up to him, but the bodyguards quickly held me back."Don't call! Don't call!" I yelled, repeated those two words with every ounce of strength I had left in my body. My throat muscles constricted at the pressure and caused a piercing pain to shoot down my esophagus."I'll kneel…"Under Finnegan's watchful eyes, I shuffled over to the first step and looked up at the flight of stairs carved into the stone, letting my mind wander. I was hesitating."Mom, Dad, I'm sorry," I thought. "I know you told me that I always had to repay everyone in full for the kindness they showed me. I have no way to repay Gordon for his kindness, but I cannot allow his hard work to go to ruins because of me."The bakery that Gordon owned was just a very small family bakery run by himself. In the past, I had lived a luxurious life as Ms. Brooke and n

That was my last and final wish.Then, I slowly closed my eyes, used up the last of my energy on making the wish, and finally fainted from the pain.While in my unconscious state, I somehow heard the worker tell Finnegan, "Your name's quite uncommon, but I feel like I've seen it many times before."…The next time I woke up, I was at the hospital. The pungent smell of disinfectant hung in the air, aggressively invading my senses.Finnegan wasn't with me anymore. I heard from the nurse that the chapel worker had called for an ambulance and sent me here.My wounds and injuries had been treated and wrapped up in gauze. They had also fixed plates around my knees so I could stand.I paid for the hospital bill with the last of my savings. The doctor advised me to stay longer for treatment, but I didn't have any more money left on me. In the end, I could only grit my teeth as I painfully hobbled my way out of the hospital.I walked out to the streets and caught sight of my reflection in the w

A short while later, Finnegan's secretary and bodyguards arrived. They seemed to be in a rush as they handed something over to him. It looked like a bunch of white-colored strips.It suddenly dawned on me that those were the white ribbons from the chapel. Did Finnegan think that wishing to be with Colette once wasn't enough for him? How many times did he want to make that wish?Should I also tell him that it would be less effective if he made too many wishes at the same time? Or that the wishing ribbons wouldn't work if he brought them away from the chapel grounds?I sat in the hospital bed anxiously while Hal played some mobile games next to me. While gaming, he said, "I was just wondering who it could be, daring to challenge me again. Turns out, it's Finnegan Churchill, the faker."Faker?Hal could tell that I was surprised without even having to look at me. "Don't you know? Apparently, he used to be the least favored son in his family and even turned blind afterward."It was

Hal came back from the police station. For the next few days, he was the one staying by my side at the hospital.I thought that I had only dreamed of Finnegan coming to visit me that night. However, I soon realized that I never received the text message from the bank reminding me to make my payments on time this month."How brutal. I can't believe he'd do this to his own fiancée," Hal said, reading the news on his phone while peeling an apple for me.Seeing that I was interested, he stuck the peeled apple into my mouth and said, "Here. I'll read it out for you. Finnegan Churchill's fiancée, Colette Brooke, was sentenced to ten years and six months of prison for various crimes."But Finnegan appealed with more evidence and increased her sentence to 12 years and two months. Apparently, he's still searching for even more evidence."I didn't know what to say. Everything just felt like a dream to me.Hal saw that I was staring into space and suddenly asked me, "By the way, my dad just