Darian flinched, frightened by her sudden intensity.
He stiffened immediately after, worried that she would do something drastic if he made any sudden moves.
Forcing himself to stay calm, he inquired, âWhat do you mean, âwhere?ââ¢
âWhere did the accident happen?!â she shrieked, her trembling voice abruptly rising and piercing the still air.
Alarmed, Darian instinctively stepped back and quickly answered, âOn the 320 highway.
â
Ariana knew where that highway was.
It was at least 30 kilometers away from the small town they were in.
Unless Theodore could teleport, there was no way he could have reached that area early in the morning.
Ariana realized something.
She released the terrified Darian, shoved past him, and rushed into the morgue.
The cold air of the morgue settled onto her skin.
There was only one body in the room, the white sheet covering it glowing dimly under a cold fluorescent overhead light.
It was like a spotlight, making the darker corners of the room seem ominous.
Ariana stopped for a second, thrown off by the foreboding atmosphere, but she determinedly took a few steps forward and approached the body.
Her shaky hand reached out to lift the white sheet, but Horace hurriedly stopped her.
âHis face was severely damaged in the accident.
If you want to see him, please be prepared,â Horace warned, his expression full of sorrow.
The limp arm of the body had slipped out from beneath the white sheet and, on the ring finger, was their wedding ring.
It glinted under the cold lamplight, catching her eye.
Ariana stared at the ring, her thoughts racing, her mind a mess.
Her eyes were sad and hollow as if her soul had been taken away.
After a while, a bitter Laugh suddenly escaped her throat.
Without saying a word, she pushed Horace away, grabbed the white sheet, and forcefully pulled it off the body.
Arianaâs eyes held a reflection of a face that bore the burden of severe damage, marked by horrifying burn scars that stretched across nearly the entirety of it.
Despite the disfigurement, she could still discern the familiar features of Theodore.
With trembling hands, Ariana reached out and gently touched his scarred face.
Her touch was delicate and tender as she clasped the hand adorned with the wedding ring.
She stared at Theodoreâs altered face, and whispered softly, âTheodore, how could you leave me alone?â
Horace was about to offer comfort, but before any words could escape his lips, Ariana suddenly succumbed to unconsciousness.
âHelp! Someone, please help!â Horaceâs panic surged as he swiftly scooped Ariana into his arms, rushed outside and called out loudly to the crowd, âWhy are you all just standing there? Get a doctor!â
The group hastily ascended the stairs towards the emergency room, leaving behind just Darian and Jasper in the mortuary.
The two of them exchanged a meaningful look and then burst out Laughing in unison.
âThat feels incredible!â
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A satisfied grin stretched across Jasperâs face as he leaned against the wall.
His gaze fixated on the exposed body that bore a face all too familiar.
Triumphantly, he Laughed to himself.
âOh Theodore, no matter how magnificent your past may have been, the heavens wonât grant you mercy.
â
With hands casually tucked into his pockets, he stood at the doorway, raising an eyebrow at the scene before him.
âYou see, in the end, Iâm the one having the last laugh.
Rest assured, Iâll relish in your fortune on your behalf, and Iâll take care of your wife too.
Just ensure you express your gratitude.
â
Contrasting with Jasperâs audacity, doubt lingered within Darianâs heart.
He had already depleted his Liquid assets and borrowed as much as he could to secure the Olympic Village land, but it had proven insufficient.