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.

snowy night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking

was confined in her room, and the

no one cared about

Although the ingredients for her meals were

be compared to her previous

Dinner was served.

had gone

in the soup, and

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

share her articles about young girls dying

on, advising her not to burn the midnight oil, as

no longer family to them; they perceived her as an

pregnant, the Heaths might've started their

her happiness but became the cause of her

tantrum wouldn't draw other's

crouched and dug in

baby had to live; only then

rather die than

through her meal, her tears trickled down

had never suffered this much, let

the plate onto