“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.

begging you…” Silvia was about

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

intuition that she can be

still held a faint glimmer of hope,

Heilig Family relatives silently wept without stepping forward

the room uttered a word, all bowing their heads

his eyes slightly moist.

Isabella’s profile and seemed to understand her

“Alright.”

words, Silvia immediately commanded, “Open

and confidence, as if she genuinely believed in Freda’s resurrection.

finest attire, with a peaceful expression. When Isabella’s hand touched Freda’s wrist, she could feel

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loss of muscle tone causes the entire

her body soft, but it was also cold to

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was the “cadaveric coldness” that

Silvia looked at Isabella with hopeful anticipation, waiting for a miracle

a heavy heart, she said,

refusing to believe it. “Recheck Freda,

Brown had said she was alive,

the mortician had prepared Freda, she looked like a sleeping princess,

truthfully, despite

this blow. Freda was lying here so peacefully. Silvia still remembered the time they went to a flower field together last year, and Freda lay among

just like that, lying among the

was only asleep…

just asleep!

coffin…,” the

it… My Freda, don’t leave me…” Silvia

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