He Got a New Mercedes, I Got Forgotten by My Family Chapter 07

“When he comes back, I’ll bring him here to meet you. He’s tall and handsome, and he loves me so

much.”

Every now and then, she’d have lucid periods.

During those moments, she’d sit quietly on her bed, staring out the window.

Perhaps because we were once married, I could somehow sense her anguish as she hovered on the

edge of despair, tormented by guilt over all the time we’d lost.

When it was almost time for me to move on to my next life, my wife was still sitting quiefly by the

window.

Only this time, it seemed she could see me.

“Elliot! You’re back! Did you come to see me?”

She reached out and cupped my face with both hands, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks.

“I’m so sorry. Please, can you forgive me?”

Then she reached under her pillow and pulled out two pieces of chocolate.

“I remembered how much you loved chocolate. I’ve been saving these for you.”

When I was little, I’d loved chocolate.

But Vivian had always given it to Theo and never to me. Whenever she wasn’t around, Theo would show off his treats, then pop them into his mouth right in front of me.

After that, I’d never eaten chocolate again.

I took a step back and shook my head.

My wife nervously rubbed her hands together.

“Of course. You’re all grown up now. I guess I still think of you as a little boy.”

I stared at her for a long moment before finally speaking.

“Vivian.”

“Yes?” She answered immediately, as if she’d been waiting desperately to hear my voice.

I continued, “Vivian, I don’t hate you. But I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forgive you.”

She stood there helplessly, twisting the hem of her clothes between her fingers before lowering her

head.

“Okay. That’s fine. I owe you everything. You have every right not to forgive me.”

Afraid I might lose control of my emotions, I turned around and walked away without looking back.

That night, my mother received a phone call.

“Mrs. Shaw, I’m sorry to inform you that Vivian died by suicide at the psychiatric facility.”/

“When we found her, she was already gone. I’m very sorry for your loss.”

With only a little time left before I left, I returned to my grave, hoping to find some kind of closure

To my surprise, my younger sister, Maisie, was there.

I frowned.

“What is she doing here?”

Then she seemed to hear me. She lifted her head, her eyes filled with tears, and forced a small

smile.

“Is that you, Elliot? I avenged you.”

“After you died, I knew something was wrong. I pretended to stay close to Theo while I looked into the accident. Eventually, I found security footage showing him tampering with your car. I turned it

over to the police.”

Only then did I understand.

After my death, she’d gone to the scene of the accident. Though she seemed quiet and gentle, she’d always loved working on cars. She’d immediately noticed that someone had tampered with my

brakes.

So she hadn’t betrayed me after all.

She’d only pretended to side with Theo after I died so she could get close enough to find the

evidence and avenge me.

I drifted over to her.

“I’m sorry, Maisie. I misunderstood you. You’ll always be my favorite little sister.”

She rolled up her sleeve, revealing a brand-new tattoo.

It was a picture of the two of us, taken together years ago.

Tears streamed down my face.

“It’s okay. In another life, I’ll still be your big brother.”

With nothing left to hold me here, I felt my spirit growing lighter and lighter. Soon, I could barely

control where I drifted.

I knew my time in this world was finally coming to an end.

For the first time, I felt completely at peace. I felt as though my final purpose in this world was to show the living that death wasn’t necessarily the end, but simply the beginning of another journey!

My thoughts drifted back to the day of the accident.

And at last, I was free. My suffering was over, and I could finally move on.

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