A Thousand Rebirths: I Await My Husband's Death
"Fine. I'll go back with you. I hope this gift of yours is worth it."
Charles caught the corner of my sleeve, his eyes clouded with worry and confusion. I held his hand, gave it a gentle pat, and told him with one look that I was fine.
The way we moved in quiet harmony only stoked the jealousy burning in Gary's bloodshot eyes. He had no right to question it, so he lowered his head in pain.
I returned to the country with him. Secretly, I switched on a livestream and descended into the basement.
There, I looked at Lucy, her face bearing scars identical to mine, and felt nothing but mockery. Even with new scars, the old ones did not vanish, just like how the harm she had done would never disapp