Chapter 8 The Young Man In The Wheelchair

when he was little and had been staying indoors ever since. That poor thing… I think he isn’t quite right in the head.” Eileen nodded in response and fell into deep thought. In her past life, Jasper was eighteen when he committed suicide by slitting his wrists. He was already dead by the time the ambulance arrived. Eileen was watching from the balcony as the paramedics covered his lifeless body with a white blanket and carried it into the ambulance. Apparently, he had been dead for two days before they discovered his body in the bathroom. As Eileen glanced at the cake on the table and stared at the wall, a thought suddenly formed inside her head. She then cut a huge slice of the cake, placed it carefully inside a box, and tied a ribbon on it. “I’ll be right back, Sharon. Help me put the cake in the refrigerator.” Sharon could only shake her head helplessly in response as Eileen had run off before she could ask where she was going. Eileen ran into her bedroom, grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, and retrieved her drone from storage. She had bought that drone when she was fifteen, only to leave it aside after playing with it for a few days. This time, however, she was able to put it to good use. After writing a note and attaching it to the ribbon, she made her way into the courtyard with the cake and drone in hand. As the mansions were connected, Eileen attached the box containing the cake onto the drone and flew it in through the broken window. Jasper sat on a wheelchair, his gaze fixated venomously on a blade lying amidst broken glass on the floor. Spending all of his time indoors had left his

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