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Chapter 423
Perhaps Olivia was tired of crying, as she gradually calmed down after entering the room.
All she did when she saw Zyla’s pale body lying there was sit beside it with tears shimmering in her
eyes.
Her first encounter with her emerged in her mind.
Everything that had happened during their time together flashed through her mind like a movie.
“Zy, you promised me that I would be the one who left first. How could you abandon me just like that?”
Then, she took a deep breath. “Zy, what did you mean when you said seventeen years? Get up and tell
me, please.”
Seventeen years was the same amount of time Olivia had been in love with John for.
However, she could not remember anything.
The more she tried to remember, the more it hurt her.
It was so important to Zyla, so why could she not recall the slightest bit of what happened?
The blood on Zyla’s hand had dried up. Olivia took a wet tissue and wiped it as she muttered, “Zy, you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbeing clean and pretty. I’ll prepare a pretty dress and make sure you leave this world gorgeously.”
Then, she smiled. “Zy, don’t say that what I’ll choose for you is ugly, okay?”
That night, she said so much to Zyla, yet Zyla never responded with even a word.
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In the morning, Olivia asked Zac to get her a pair of clothes. She wiped Zyla’s body and changed her
into clean attire.
“Zac, tell Ken we’re going to the funeral parlor to cremate Zy.”
He was startled and looked at her in disbelief.
Just the day before, she refused to accept Zyla’s death. However, she had convinced herself otherwise
in just a night.
“Liv, we don’t have to rush into things. You can take your time…”
However, she interrupted him. “Zac, I saw Uncle Wallace’s swollen body because it was soaking in the
river. I even saw my father’s body lying stiff in the fridge and my mother’s rotten, scary corpse.”
Only then did Zac realize Olivia had been through so much. She had witnessed so many people dying
around her…
She turned around and looked at Zac as she decided on something cruel calmly.
“So, I don’t want to see Zy like that.”
He felt sorry for her and hugged her as he said softly, “Liv, don’t be afraid. I’m here. I’ll always be by
your side”
He knew it must have taken Olivia a long time to make this decision.
Olivia must be in a lot of pain.
She looked fragile and vulnerable, but she was always strong in such critical moments.
Strong enough to shock him.
Funeral parlor.
When Olivia saw Zyla in the coffin with light makeup and a pretty dress on her, she could not stop the
tears from welling up in her eyes.
The girl who had been so lively just a day ago was now cold and lifeless…
Just as Zyla was about to be pushed into the incinerator, Olivia suddenly stopped the staff. “Wait a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmminute.”
Olivia had convinced herself to do this, but her defenses crumbled when she saw the fire burning.
She did not want her Zy to leave.
She approached the coffin and grabbed Zyla’s hand as tears flowed down her face. “Zy, make sure you
reincarnate into a good family in the future. We’ll be sisters, and I’ll protect you forever. Don’t forget our
promise, okay?”
“It’s time, miss.” The staff member urged.
Olivia ignored the staff member as though she did not hear him and grabbed onto Zyla’s hand tightly,
refusing to let go.
Zac went to her and put his arms around her as he said softly, “Liv, you have to let go Otherwise, she
will be unable to end her miserable life and start a new one. Let her go.”
Olivia cried and let go of her hand as she watched the coffin get pushed into the incinerator
Two hours later, the staff handed her a snow-white urn.
She gently felt its heft and forced a smile. “Zy, you’re light.”
Instead of putting her ashes in a cemetery, Olivia took them to the beach and scattered them in the
wind. Zyla liked being free, and Olivia did not want anything to tie her down in her final moments