Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs.

"What did you do to me?" "Try walking backward." They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence.

Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed.

She resolved a big problem of mine." Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.

Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.

night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed,

Lisa, Krystal was confined in her room,

cast to oblivion, no

were fresh,

bearable, but it couldn't be compared to her previous

Dinner was served.

food had

dim light reflected in the soup, and the night was

worried about

girls dying early due to

the midnight oil, as well

family to them;

might've

reason for her happiness but became the cause

wouldn't draw other's attention

crouched and dug in her cold

to live; only then

rather die than

meal, her tears trickled down her cheeks before seeping

lived lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much,

threw the