Chapter 8
Beautiful, that face; the most striking disparity lay in the contrasting qualities of the two images.
Kevin seemed tense, gripping the photo tightly.
“Sir, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I don’t know any Eloise.”
“She was a friend of my ex–girlfriend, and
beyond that, I know nothing.”
Watching Kevin’s desperate attempts to evade
the truth filled me with bitterness.
But this officer seemed well–prepared.
“Mr. Corbyn, do you feel any remorse for
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“That day, when you killed her, she was carrying your child.”
“Are you really going to continue down this path?”
Kevin remained silent, and I couldn’t tell what thoughts were swirling in his mind.
I could only feel myself slipping away.
“I killed her, and also…”
“Officer, you should go find Stuart.”
“It all needs to end now.”
Kevin looked weary, as if all his strength had drained away in an instant.
That day, I followed the officer and uncovered
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the truth of the story.
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Yolanda was indeed in an accident that day, but
she survived, her face disfigured.
The one who died was Eloise.
Eloise was an orphan, and no one would care.
about her death.
Thus, it was so smoothly arranged that Yolanda took Eloise’s place.
As for why she did it?
To make Kevin regret marrying me.
But she couldn’t stand our affection for each
other.
After her surgery, when she returned to find Kevin, she wanted his love.
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So they conspired to kill me.
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“Yolanda” was gone, and now what remained
was “Eloise.”
No one could stop them anymore.
But Kevin regretted it; he gave the evidence to my grandfather.
Did he regret it because he loved me?
I didn’t know, but he indeed handed the evidence to my grandfather.
Why did he do that?
I had no idea.
When my parents found out, my mother cursed
me in front of my grave.
She shouted why I had to come back: if it.
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weren’t for me, none of this would have
happened.
But was it my fault?
I think she knew better than anyone, but she
needed someone to blame, and as her daughter,
I became her outlet.
In the end, I still vanished.
In those final moments, I returned to my grandfather’s side.
My grandfather would grieve for a lifetime.
From the day he brought me out of that deep mountain, he had always been my superhero.
But in the end, I still left.
Oh, my grandfather, I’m so sorry; I never got the
chance to repay you
