Revenge After Death



"The weather's perfect today, Stephie. How about we register our marriage today, just like you've promised me?" Michael seemed eager to register our marriage.

I looked at him for a moment, feeling inexplicably resistant. "I keep feeling that my mind's a mess right now. How about we head down to meet up with our friends first, and we'll talk about it later?"

I suggested going down the mountain, looking at him.

"Stephie... Michael subconsciously held my hand tight. "It's not safe to head down the mountain.

"You've seen what's happening with the exposure of Genome Society-everything is still unsettled and everyone's fearful. It's quieter and safer up in the mountains.

"Your memory hasn't fully recovered yet, so it's normal for your mind to be a mess. I'll stay here with all of you, and we can head back down after a while, okay?" he said, seeming a little nervous.

I nodded before leaning back against the couch.

"Steven," I instinctively called out a name.

I did it subconsciously. Who was Steven?

Michael evidently stiffened before turning to me, his gaze wavering. "Are you calling for Stevie, Stephie?" Stevie turned to look at me and gave me a bark.

I rubbed my temple. Why would I call out for "Steven'? Was it supposed to be Stevie?

"Why do I keep thinking about someone who's supposed to stay by my side?" I mumbled.

"It's your PTSD, Stephie. The doctor said that your mind created a person to stay by your side and protect you when you were scared and anxious, but this person doesn't exist in reality,' Michael patiently explained. Inodded, somewhat getting what he meant.

Feeling tired, I got up and looked at Ashton and Xan. I told Michael, 'You should stay and play with the kids for a bit. I'm sleepy, so I'll head to sleep first.'

I drifted off into a deep sleep as soon as I returned to my room.

I dreamed of a vast lawn with flowers, forest, sunshine, and a flowing stream.

Ashton and Xan were running freely while playing with kites under the sun. Stevie was running with them

too.

I smiled softly as I sat on the lawn. Time seemed to stand still, and everything seemed so beautiful.

There was a man by my side. I couldn't make out his face clearly in the dream, but he was holding my hand.

In the dream, my gaze remained focused on his hand that was tightly holding mine. It was a hand covered in

scars.

Everything felt so blurry, yet that hand was oddly clear.

"Steven," I called out instinctively again.

The sky was dark by the time I woke up. Michael entered the room holding a glass of water and some pills." It's time for your medicine, Stephie."

I looked at the pills in his hands and swallowed them without a second thought.

"I've got some work to take care of at the office, Stephie. You can get some rest at home. Good night. Michael kissed my forehead before he got up and left.

Those pills made me sleepy. I felt drowsy all day long. Even though I just woke up, I quickly became tired again after taking the medicine.

I suppressed my drowsiness and sat up. I didn't feel like sleeping for some reason.

I wanted to look at the sky.

I walked to the balcony on the second floor and stood there watching the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds, completely blocking the stars.

Suddenly, I heard some noises coming from the courtyard. I warily glanced over.

Michael's car had already left the villa, speeding away down the winding mountain road. I headed downstairs with a flashlight, finding the villa eerie and unsettling for some reason.

"Who's there?" I walked out to the courtyard and stared at a corner. There was no answer.

Ashton and Xan were already asleep. The courtyard was eerily silent.

Suddenly, a figure emerged, covered in blood and dressed in torn clothes. It was evident that they had just escaped from somewhere. "Don't take those medicines, miss! Don't take them! They're trying to change you! Don't believe in any of them-don't trust them!"

The person madly clutched at my hands, yelling out strange things.

I was startled and backed off in fear. I could only make out the person's face after I calmed down. "Ms. Ewing?" Ms. Ewing stumbled onto the ground and looked at me intently. "They're trying to change you, miss. You're no longer yourself. Please don't let them get away with this. Don't take those pills."

Stevie ran out upon hearing the commotion and started barking. The next moment, the bodyguards rushed in and took her away.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.