Kevin constantly reminded himself that he bore responsibility for Esther's death.
After Kevin's departure, Warner Manor returned to its tranquil state. Bradley extended his hand to gently caress the familiar face in the photograph, particularly those bright, captivating eyes resembling a starry galaxy and gleaming with purity and radiance.
"Esther, you're not dead, are you?
"You've always excelled at acting, at disguising.
"This time, you're just acting, right?"
Each time Bradley posed this question to himself, he conjured the image of Esther's casket at the funeral home, the memory of watching it being pushed into the cremator.
"Esther!
"No one ever taught me what love is. I always believed I didn't love you, that I despised you. But it was only after losing you forever that I realized I love you.
"Esther, who granted you the right to recklessly enter my world? Who gave you the courage to ruthlessly cast me out of yours?
"Esther! You are my wife! How dare you leave without my consent?
"No! Esther isn't dead!
"Yes! She can't be dead!"
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don't read at all. horrible story, makes me sick....