Chapter 10
Before long, Harold finally got to the morgue.
In the freezer, he was holding the DNA report and shaking all over.
“H–How… How can it be Clarissa?
“How can it be her? How?!”
What Vicente said next was another huge shock to him.
“The autopsy says…it was suicide.”
Harold didn’t hear anything else Vicente said.
All he could hear was “suicide” ringing in his ears.
What was he doing when Clarissa killed herself?
He was setting off fireworks and flying a drone for Lilian.
What was Clarissa doing before she killed herself?
She was begging Harold to celebrate her birthday with her.
“Harold, could you celebrate my birthday with me?
Or I’ll die.”
But what did Harold say?
He said, “You’ll die? Great.”
That was the last thing he said to Clarissa.
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If he hadn’t said that mean thing that night, if he had agreed to celebrate with her, if he had come back to spend her birthday with her, she wouldn’t have died.
He killed Clarissa.
He was the one who pushed her off the 28th floor!
Harold finally broke down.
He slumped to the floor and grabbed his hair with both hands.
Then his hands, his shoulders, and soon his whole body started shaking.
A hoarse, muffled cry came out from his throat.
After a while, he numbly got up and walked out of the morgue.
He was alive, but he looked like a zombie.
He got in the car, started it, and joined the traffic.
The car was weaving back and forth in the middle of the road like it was being driven by a drunk person.
Other cars were honking at Harold like crazy, and some even rolled down their windows to yell at him, but he seemed oblivious, staring blankly ahead at the road home.
He kept muttering to himself, “Celebrate Clarissa’s birthday.
“I promised to make up for her birthday.‘
As soon as Harold got home, he sprinted over to the table.
But the birthday cake on it had been unwrapped.
All the strawberries were gone, and the cream and cake were dug into and
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messy.
Hearing the noise, Lilian came out of the room with a piece of half–caten cake in her hand.
“Harold, you’re back!
“Where have you been? I’ve been calling you, but you didn’t pick up.”
Harold didn’t even look at Lilian.
He just stared at the ruined cake,
“Who said you could eat that cake?“.
Lilian didn’t get it.
She shrugged and said, “I was hungry and wanted some strawberry cake, so I unwrapped it.
“Anyway, Clarissa…
“Anyway, no one knows where Clarissa is.”
Harold looked up sharply and strode over.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he slapped the cake out of Lilian’s hand.
“Who said you could eat Clarissa’s cake?
“How could you do that?!”
The slap was so hard that Lilian’s hand turned bright red. She started crying and whined, “Why did you…”
But when she looked up and saw Harold’s face, she stopped short.
I had never seen him like this.
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His eyebrows were furrowed in anger, and his eyes looked bloodshot and
scary,
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