Chapter 9
My life came to an end on the day Freddie got married.
I saw his grand, extravagant wedding ceremony through the media’s coverage.
However, he didn’t look happy. His expression was solemn, as if weighed down by something.
Still, he steadily slipped a beautiful diamond ring onto Bianca’s finger.
The moment they kissed, I closed my eyes.
I didn’t know if people always saw strange illusions on the brink of death. In mine, I was standing on a cold dune, watching Freddie walk right past me into an endless darkness.
Instinctively, I wanted to chase after him. But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t catch up.
The moment his figure completely disappeared, I abruptly opened my eyes.
What I saw were blooming camellias. I was sitting on a wicker chair in the veranda.
The pouring sunlight stung my eyes. Everything felt like a dream- -a delirious vision at the edge of death.
As I was in a daze, a housekeeper suddenly came over and asked what I wanted for dinner.
Snapping back to my senses, I grabbed her hand in a panic. “Where’s Freddie?”
She gave me a strange look, hesitant to answer.
My voice rose anxiously. “Answer me!”
Looking conflicted, the housekeeper finally spoke with great caution. “Ms. Hunter, Mr. Sanford passed away three years ago…
At that moment, I didn’t even know how to describe my feelings. Something in my skull seemed to explode with a buzzing
roar, making me dizzy.
Did she just mention that Freddie passed away three years ago? How could that be?
What was everything I had just experienced then? Was it just some ridiculous nightmare?
After the housekeeper left, I frantically searched the house for any trace Freddie might have left.
Traces of him were there, but all of them were old and faded.
I refused to believe it. I called his friends one by one. But every answer I received confirmed that Freddie had passed away
