Chapter33PefectTiming Afterhearingthewholetruth,Lukehadlostallofhisearliercomposure.ItwasthefirsttimeIsawsuchatcomplexexpressiononhisfaceguiltand selfblame.
HemusthavebeenthinkingabouthowmuchIlovedchildren,yetouronlychildhaddiedbecauseofhis actions.
Thatchild… Nealspokeupdirectly.Thefetuswaslessthanthreemonthsold,notfullydeveloped.Itwasntevenapersonyet.Wouldthatmakeiteasierforyou,Mr.Bolton?Youcanstillfeelatpeaceandstaybyyoursistersside.
Hiswords,seeminglycasual,weredrippingwithsarcasmaimedatLuke.
Peoplehad saidsimilarthingsbefore;evenhisassistanthadhinted atit,butLukehadnevertakenittoheart.
Heloweredhishead,hishandsclenchedtightly,hisvoicegravelly.Whathappenedtothebodyofthe fetus? Youknowtheprocedure.
Theresnointactbodyincaseslikethis.Usually,wehandleitourselves,butChloeinsistedondoingitherself.
NealglancedatLuke,wholookedlikehewasontheverge ofbreaking.Hecasuallyscribbleddownan address.
Ivegotworktodo.Ifyouredone,Mr.Bolton,youcangonow.Illsaythisagain.Chloesagood woman;ifyoudont cherishher ,someoneelsewill.
Inthepast,Lukewouldhavelashedout.Buttoday,hesaidnothing.Hesimplymutteredathankyouand left,lookingutterlydefeated.
Afterhewasgone,Nealsighedandmutteredtohimself.Itoldyou,youandhimdontbelongtogether.Whywouldntyoulistento me? Ifeltatightnessinmychestandmurmured undermybreath,Yeah, Iregretit,butitstoolatenow.
Lifewasntagame.Youcantjustrestartafteryoulose .
Ihad tolearnthatthehardway.
EvenafterIwascruelly killed,IcouldntavengemyselfAllI coulddowasremaininanotherdimensiontheycouldntseewatchingthingsfrom agodsperspective,butunabletodoanything.
Lukerodequicklytothecemetery.HefoundthegraveIhadsetupforourchild.
Accordingtoour customs,stillbornbabiesdonthavegraves,letalonefetusesthatneverevenhadthe chancetobeborn.
ButIstilldidit.Inmyheart,thatchildwasmine,eveniftheyonlylivedinmywombforasingleday.
1/4 ||| Chapter33 PefectTiming Thechildsgravestonewassimple.Unlikeothers,itdidnthaveaphotoorbirthdate.
Onlythenamesofthedeceasedandthepersonwhoerectedthestone.
Lukesfingersgentlytracedthewordsonthegravestone.
JoySander,R.LP.
Hemutteredsoftly,JoySander.Chloe,whycouldntyoutellmeaboutthechild? WasIcruel?Ididntthinkso .
Afterall,fromthemomentthatchildwas conceived,heneverlovedthem.
Ifitwerentforhispush,themiscarriageneverwouldhavehappened.
+10FreeCoins IfitwerentforhisindulgencetowardAnna,leadingtoherrecklessbehavior,Iwouldnthavebeensoheartbrokenovertheloss.
Ihad thoughtabouttellinghim,butdidheevergivemeachance? Afterthemiscarriage,Ideliberatelykeptthetruthhidden,waitingforthedaywhenhewouldfinallylearn.thetruth.

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Regret? IwantedhimtosufferthewayIhadrestlessly,torturedeverynight,unabletosleep.
Fromnowon,everytimeheseesachild,hellthinkofourunbornchild,foreverhauntedbythememoryofwhatcouldhavebeen.
Hegentlytouchedmineandourchildsnameengravedinthetombstone,thenheslowlykneltdown.Withagentleyet quiveringvoice,heinquired,Child,whatisyourname,Joy?DoyouhateDaddy?Itsmyfault Helookeddownattheflowers,bubbletea,toys,andpastriesthathadbeenleftatthegrave.
BeforeIpassedaway,Iusedtomakeregularvisits.Eventhoughthechildwasntfullyformed,Iwantedthemtohavewhatotherchildrenhad.
But ithadbeenalongtimesinceIdied.
Theflowershadlongwiltedandfaded,leavingonlydryleaves,pitifullyleaningagainstthegravestone.
Olderflowershadlosttheircolorandwereblown awaybythewind,scatteredintopieces.
Lukestaredatthewiltedflowers,unabletocontrolthehottearsfallingdownhisface.
Wasntittoolateforhimtocrynow?Maybeourchildhadfoundnewparents.
Ihopeinthenextlife,thechildwouldntmeettheparentslikeus.MayJoyhaveapeacefullife.
Lukepickedupatoy,wipedthedustoff,andgentlyshookit.
||| 2/4 Sat,Dec Chapter33PefectTiming Boom,boomboom ! Joy,Daddyshere.Canyouhearme? Agustofwindblew,liftingahalfdriedflowelpetalintotheair.
+10FreeCoins Thosepetals werelikethelovebetweenusalreadyfading,evenbeforeIdied.Thelovewouldwitherandfadeuntilitwascompletelygone,scatteredbythewing Lukeseemedtorealizethis,quicklyreachingouttograbit.
Hebarelycaughtapetal,buthisgripwastootight.Thedriedpetalcrumbledinhishand.
Heopenedhispalm;onlyfragmentsremained.Thewindblew,andeventheremnantsweregone..
No! Hestaggered,tryingtochaseafterit,buthestumbledandfellinfrontofthegrave.Mudstainedhisexpensivesuit,leavinghisappearancedisarrayed.
Ididntlookathim againbutgentlytouchedthegravestone.Joy ,Imsorry,Mommywaslate.Iwontbeabletovisityouanymore.Iftheresanextlife,Ihopeyoullbebornintoagoodfamilynexttime.
Thiswasacemetery,withcountlesssoulsrestinghere.ButIcouldntfindasingleonelikeme, Theworldfeltsoempty,withjustmeleft,alone,inanindescribableloneliness.
ItwasntuntilthesunsetthatLukefinallyreturnedtothecar.Hisassistantlookedathim ,coveredindirt,withworryinhiseyes.
Mr.Bolton,areyouokay? Lukeseemedtohavelostallhisstrength.Hesatinthecar,staringblanklyforalongwhilebeforespeakinginahoarsevoice.Didtheycheckthecafessecurityfootage? Atlast,hewasstartingtoquestionAnna .
Theownersaidthecameraswerebrokenaroundthattime.
Broken?Lukeslipscurledintoabittersmile.Whatacoincidence.
Ifthecamerashadntbeenbroken,howcouldAnnahavebeensobold? Nowthattherewasnoevidence,IwonderedifLukewouldstilltrustAnnathewayhealwayshad .
Mr.Bolton,1alsosuspectsomethingsnotquiteright.EvenifMrs.BoltondoesntlikeMs.Anna,whywouldshechoosetopushherdowninsuchacrowdedplacelikea café? Hookedattheassistantwithgratitude.Fromthebeginning,hehadbeenonmyside.
Sadly,suchsimplereasoningseemedtobebeyondLukesgrasp.
Lukerubbedhistemples.Heinstructed,Goandfindthewitnesseswhowerethere.Weneedtofigureoutwhathappened.Withsomanypeoplearound,someonemustknowthetruth.
3/4 Sat ,Dec Chapter33PefectTiming Yes,Mr.Bolton! +10FreeCoins Theassistantwasobviouslyexcited.Bytheway,Mr.Bolton,haveyoumanagedtocontactMrs.Bolton? Lukesighed.Thistime,Ireallyhurther.
Assoonashefinishedspeaking,Annas callcamein.Lake,whereareyou?Theskyssodark,anditsgoingtorain.Imscared.Canyoucomeandkeepmecompany? ButLukedidntrespondwithhis usualaffection.Hisvoicewascold.Perfecttiming.Iwanttoseeyoutoo.