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.

sat by her

Krystal was confined in her room, and

oblivion, no one cared about her

ingredients for her meals were fresh, they were simple,

be compared

Dinner was served.

food had gone

the soup,

past, her family would've been worried about her for staying up at this

about young girls dying early

on and on, advising her not to burn the midnight

them; they

Heaths might've started their vengeful act on

happiness but became the cause

before, throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention to help her clean

crouched and dug in

to live; only then would her sentence

than

her tears trickled down her cheeks before seeping into

lived lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much, let

Krystal threw the plate onto