“The time had come,” the host glanced at the clock and elongated his voice, “to close the coffin.”

Upon hearing that the coffin was about to be closed, Silvia felt an immense reluctance.

The four pallbearers stood at the four corners of the coffin, ready to close it at any moment.

The host began reciting the ritual, “It’s time to close the coffin…”

Everyone stood in thirty rows facing the memorial image, and bowed in unison.

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The host continued, “Let us bid our final farewell to Freda…”

Just as the lid was about to be lowered, Silvia suddenly pushed Tel aside and threw herself onto the coffin, sobbing uncontrollably. “No… don’t close it…”

Tears streamed down Tel’s face as he covered it with his hands and wept.

Silvia clung tightly to the coffin and cried out to the hundreds of mourners, “Do you think there’s a possibility that we made a mistake? Maybe Freda isn’t dead… There have been many cases like this, where people thought a patient had died, but they were still alive, still breathing… Let’s have Freda rechecked!”

“Silvia…” Eloise shed tears and wanted to support Silvia to the side, but seeing Silvia’s distraught appearance, she couldn’t bear to do so.

“I can feel that Freda is not dead. She doesn’t want to be trapped inside. She’s calling for help…” Silvia turned to the people around her with hope in her voice. “Let’s open the coffin and have someone check… Maybe a miracle will happen?”

She could use “snowfall” as a sign. There must be a chance for Freda to open her eyes again.

“Madam, it’s better to let the departed rest,” the host advised. “Opening the coffin again would be disrespectful to the deceased.”

“No, she didn’t die. How can we consider her as the departed? She is still alive… Let’s open it and see…”

As Silvia said this, she suddenly remembered something and looked behind her, searching for a slender figure.

When she saw Isabella, she became excited. “Isa, I trusted only you among everyone here. Can you help me check if Freda is still alive? I will have the coffin opened. Can you please take a look?”

Isabella’s heart was filled with compassion, and she was about to speak.

Silvia was

for Isabella to catch her in time, Silvia’s knees would

Freda is still alive. I have a strong intuition that she can

still held a faint glimmer of hope, as if he, like Silvia, wished for their daughter to be alive…

silently wept

among the guests in the room uttered

away, his eyes slightly moist.

Isabella’s profile and seemed to understand her

“Alright.”

Silvia immediately commanded, “Open

confidence, as if

lay Freda, dressed in her finest attire, with a peaceful expression. When Isabella’s hand

was called “cadaveric hypostasis.”

tone causes the entire body to relax and become

it was also

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the “cadaveric coldness” that only appeared in

Silvia looked at Isabella with

heavy heart, she said, “Silvia, Freda

it. “Recheck Freda, please… I can feel that she’s still

Brown had said she was alive, she must be

had prepared Freda, she looked like a sleeping princess,

wasn’t breathing,” Isabella said truthfully, despite her heartache. “She had

couldn’t bear this blow. Freda was lying here so peacefully. Silvia still remembered the time they went to a flower field

that, lying among

only asleep…

was just asleep!

coffin…,” the host announced.

Freda,

into pages now out, collapsing

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