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“Then why did you get it back?” Chloe demanded, but when Joanne didn’t respond, she stormed out in anger.
Joanne slumped on the sofa, staring at the pink rabbit in his hands.
“Do you remember this rabbit?” I asked softly.
“You helped me win it on our first date. I’ve kept it all this time. Do you cherish it so much? You don’t value a person, but you cling to an object. right?”
5:50 PM
ifteen days after my death, I woke up to find myself not at home but at the company.
Everyone was rushing around in a frenzy, and it took me a moment to grasp the situation: overnight, all of Joanne’s company stocks had turned into worthless paper. Department heads surrounded him, demanding his guidance.
Joanne looked worn out as he contemplated every possible solution. What could he do? It was clear the opposition aimed to destroy the
company.
Not only would the business go under, but Joanne would also face significant debt.
Taking a deep breath, he said, “Give up. Don’t waste your energy trying to find a solution. It’s pointless. Just leave!”
Once everyone had departed, he sank to the floor in the middle of the office.
“Yuri, am I in love with you? Am I really in love with you?” he murmured, his eyes distant. “I love you, Yuri. But… what have I done?”
I lay on the sofa, utterly drained, lacking the energy to respond.
I didn’t know when I would be able to leave this place.
When I opened my eyes again, it was dark. Joanne was kneeling in front of my grave, which had been moved. Only an empty shell remained.
Just then, Xavier arrived.
“You’ve taken my company, my house, my car. What more do you want from me?” Joanne clutched the pink rabbit tightly.
“I’m laughing at you! I’m making you remember who gave you all these things! Joanne, don’t die easily, and I won’t let you die casually either,” Xavier taunted before walking away.
