After I had completed all the necessary procedures, I exited the police station. Joseph trailed behind me, his condition rather unstable. He then called out to me. “Lucy Charon.”
I turned around to look at him.
“I’m sorry. Are you satisfied now?” He sounded like he was on the verge of tears.
I gazed at Joseph, who was very much still alive and breathing. I shook my head. “No. I’ll only be satisfied when you’re dead.”
Hurt was written all across his face. I didn’t understand why he looked so pained. The situation had reached this point, so why was he still pretending?
“Lucy, I had feelings for you once. I’ve always been keeping an eye on you since our first school year.”
His words repulsed me as I relentlessly exposed the cracks in his weak lie. “It’s because you decided I was the perfect target for your scheme, right?”
Joseph shook his head vigorously. Tears dripped from his face as he explained, “It’s not like that. I really did like you. I know that you enjoy eating our canteen’s hamburgers. I know that you like to look out of the window when you’re learning new phrases. I know many of your habits.”
I realized then that the Joseph from my past life did know me very well. Still, if he liked me, why did he kill me? He mustn’t have loved me if he was willing to end my life.
“Do you want me to empathize with your father and Madison?” I asked.
Joseph was stunned for a moment. “No, that wasn’t my intention. Why do you always think the worst of me?”
I scoffed. “I understand the type of man that you are. You’re despicable and shameless. The other students only fell for you because they were fooled by your mask. You played the role perfectly in public, but behind closed doors, you’re far more repulsive than a filthy public restroom.” the end, he still had the nerve to ask, “Can we still be a
Different emotions flashed across his face as he was subjected to my harsh scolding. couple?”
I looked at him as if he had gone mad. In fact, I was sure he had a few screws loose in his head.
When Mom and Dad were informed of the situation, they rushed back from abroad to reunite with me. In my past life, they were the same, taking every word I said to heart. Despite our poverty, they toiled endlessly to cover my school fees.
Dad sat to the side as he smoked a cigarette, letting out a heavy sigh every now and again. Meanwhile, Mom couldn’t stop crying from the fear
she felt.
“Mom, I got into university,” I comforted her.
Mom lost it completely when she heard that, She hugged me and blubbered, “It’s been hard on you. Your father and I didn’t know anything, so you had to resolve this issue all by yourself. We’ve failed you as your parents.”
I patted the back of Mom’s hand. Lucius took a drag on his cigarette one last time. His eyes were reddened. I knew that they were blaming
