Revenge After Death



"Stephanie, he asked you to bury this with him if he dies." Linda pointed at the box in my hand before turning

to leave.

She stopped when she was at the entrance. She then said, 'I'm really envious of you. His love was too pure." Steven's life and love seemed to be devoted entirely to Stephanie from the moment he met her.

It was something inexplicable scientific-even he couldn't make sense of it.

After Linda left, I placed the wooden box aside and opened the letter from Steven.

The letter read, "Stephanie, you probably would've regained all your memories by the time you're reading this. I'm sorry I acted of my own accord. I always thought that if I could just help you escape your darkness, you could live the life you wanted.

"I know that you've always had a hard time understanding emotions and loving someone. I also know that you've been pretending and imitating ways to love me. But despite knowing that you'd never truly love me, I still couldn't help but fall in love with you.

"I hope that you could live well, that you could discover the meaning of life and appreciate the beauty of this world. I can't predict what the future may look like, but I'll do everything I can to help you achieve the life you want-for you to feel and embrace the warmth, and to look at sunsets and starry skies.

"Don't ever look back, Stephie. No one is worth giving up your life for. You were born to shine-not to be someone's replacement or an outcast from nature. You're human-a complete person.

"I will always be by your side, in whatever forms I can. Love, Steven.'

I looked at the letter in my hand, feeling a heaviness in my chest.

Steven wasn't someone to write grand and moving words. Although it was just a simple letter, it brought me an indescribable pain that was hard to digest.

I placed the letter back into the wooden box before leaving the asylum.

Steven had hoped that I would continue living my life with my new identity. He wanted me to stay away from matters relating to Genome Society and the Rebels.

With things having escalated to this point, Carol would continue to fight against Genome Society. It was getting harder for them to remain hidden with their crimes now out in the open.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Steven already knew who the mastermind of Genome Society was. That meant he must have made arrangements before his death.

As such, Genome Society would eventually fall apart and the mastermind would eventually be revealed, even without me doing anything.

But how could I just pretend not to know anything and live my own life up in the mountains?

"Someday, we'll definitely live our lives as ordinary people, Stephie.' Living an ordinary life seemed to be wishful thinking for me and Steven.

In my memory, a teenage boy was imagining the future as he lay on the lawn. He said he wanted to provide me a home-one that was quiet and comfortable. Our child didn't need to be exceptionally smart as long as they were healthy.

"You've done so much, Steven, yet the one who ended up with me isn't you. Are you okay with that?' I looked up at the sky, suddenly feeling a pang of dissatisfaction.

I couldn't accept the fact that it had all ended, and he left me just like that.

"Stephie..." Michael got out of the car in front of the asylum. He was looking at me anxiously.

Ashton and Xan were both in the car as well. They were looking at me warily instead of getting off. "What kind of deal did Steven make with you?' I walked over and sat in the passenger seat.

At this moment, Michael was just a stranger who seemed familiar to me. I had no feelings toward him. My emotions were all over the place during the time I lost my memories. I had been acting like I was in love with Steven. When I lost my memories, I got so engrossed in my role that I ended up seeing Michael as Steven. "Steven figured out Daisy's secret long ago, and that was why he reached out to Miguel before this. Miguel was shocked after finding out about Daisy's plan-he had long since given up on living.

"That was why he, Steven, and I ended up putting on this entire show together," Michael said, holding onto the steering wheel.

He probably knew that the Stephanie, whom he liked, as well as the Stephanie who loved him, had completely vanished now.

He had to admit that his belated affection did nothing to help. He had single-handedly killed off the Stephanie who had belonged to him.

"Doesn't Miguel love Daisy? Why would he agree to put on a show with you?" I frowned, looking at Michael. "The person Miguel loves isn't Daisy-it's Sarah," he took a deep breath and said.