Chapter 1914

Larkin and the Prior were talking outside, and Erica was wide awake.

Listening to the Prior’s vague murmuring, Erica felt like she was being tortured.

After a while, the Prior left and the door was pushed open.

Larkin was back.

Seeing that she was awake, he rushed over, sitting by her side.

He asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

Curling up with her knees, Erica shook her head slightly, “Larkin, I just wanted to help somebody. Why did Mary have to die because of my goodwill?”

“It was an accident…” Larkin whispered, trying to comfort her.

“It wasn’t an accident.” Erica said, her face pale, shaking her head again, if I hadn’t helped Madeleine Winters, or… if I had taken Mary away from the monastery the last time, Mary wouldn’t have died.”

After saying this, she looked at Larkin, tears welling up, “It was me! I killed Mary!”

her heart anymore and started crying

“It wasn’t you…

she continued to cry her heart out.

it started getting dark, Martin came to tell them that tonight was the last memorial service

up and washed her face..

she returned to the place for mourning

and nuns in the monastery were there.

stood silently, singing hymns for Mary

stood in a corner.

at Mary’s small portrait, tears

joining others in singing hymns for Mary

gradually lit up with the first light of dawn, the last

didn’t have

end, the small urn was

the urn in, he wiped it over and

nuns in the monastery left one after another, leaving only Erica and her husband.

Erica walked closer.

the door of each compartment, there was a photo of the deceased. Mary’s photo was her ID

lightly touching

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