An agonizing nine days had passed.

In the silver box stood the last bottle of antidote. Fortunately, Charlotte did not relapse for the past few days, which was basically the only thing she was glad about.

One more bottle tomorrow, and all the poison in her body would be flushed out.

At dawn, Mrs. Berry collected Charlotte’s custom-made bridal gown after she hung the clothes outside. Thanks to the ceaseless rain, it took them forever to dry, and the layers of fabric sewn to the dress didn’t help either.

The bridal gown had been out on the laundry rack for nine days since Mrs. Berry removed all blood stains on it.

Finally, she could take the gown back in.

 

After that, she looked for the biggest hanger she could find, hung it on the wall, and ironed it using the steam from a conventional iron.

“Let me do it.” Charlotte took over the iron.

 

town,

more than an hour. She took a few steps back

it gently buoyed up and fell.

under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like a

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

cheek when she looked at the wedding ring in

One last bottle tomorrow and you’ll be as fit as a fiddle. This is

I’ve survived.”

was no better than a walking corpse that was robbed of everything and trapped in

alive. Mr. Zachary would surely come for us.” Mrs. Berry

Zachary would come for her. But at night, before she fell asleep, the fire in her heart would slowly smother, blaming

moment, she was

if she should trust him

gonna make dinner. Have some rest.” Mrs.

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