My Wife Took My Kidney Chapter 08
Miranda sat up and laughed mockingly.
“Yeah. Why wasn’t it you who died instead?”
Before leaving, Miranda warned Audrey. She told her to repair my grave. If she did not, Miranda would pull every string she had to bring the Kates family down.
I did not know what Audrey was thinking. She lay on the ground for a long time.
The night breeze blew the little strands of hair across her forehead. It reminded me of the time we went camping together. The stars that night had been more beautiful than this.
It was on that very night that Audrey had looked at me and asked, “Jasper, will you marry me?”
It went from like to love, and from love to hate. All of that happened in just five years. That was way too fast.
Then, Audrey stood up. She bit her finger and wrote on the headstone with her blood.
[The Gough Couple]
She lay down in the hole she had dug for herself. She smiled in relief as she took out a knife and cut her wrist.
I watched the blood that kept flowing from her wrist with a frown.
I did not know if it was my imagination, but Audrey looked in my direction.
“Jas, I can finally see you! I missed you so much! If I had known I’d see you right before I died, I wouldn’t have waited this long.”
For some reason, the sudden eye contact made me feel uneasy. Even though I had followed Audrey for so long after my death, it felt unfamiliar when she called my name.
“You won’t talk to me? Are you still mad at me? I’m really sorry. I never should’ve trusted Gavin. He’s dead now. No one will ever come between us again. Jasper, I love you. I really do…”
She tried to get up, but she was too weak. The light in her eyes was fading.
“Jas, if we get another chance, I’ll find you, cherish you, and make sure I never lose you again.
“Jas, do you hate me?”
I subconsciously shook my head.
“I don’t hate you anymore. But I don’t love you either.”
When I really thought about it, Audrey had not really done anything wrong by not loving me. That was why I did
not hate her.
She smiled bitterly.
“Honestly, compared to how cold you are toward me now, I’d rather you just hate me.”
Her voice grew softer as she slowly closed her eyes.
I looked at her lifeless body and said, “If we get another chance, I hope we never meet.”
My soul had become completely transparent. Then, despite the late hour, a bright light flashed.
I stepped into the light. The warmth was something I had not felt in a long time.
There was a mirror inside the light. I saw a scene reflected in it.
Miranda was standing in front of a cross. She bowed her head with eyes closed and a rosary in her hands.
She said devotedly, “May Jasper finally get what his heart truly desires.”
I looked at the calendar on the wall. That was from before I died.
The reason my soul stuck around for so long after death was that I wanted all of this. I wanted to see Audrey regret what she did. I wanted Audrey to love me.
My wish was simple. I just wanted to live a happy, peaceful life. I wanted to settle down in a good city and grow old there. I wanted to find someone who would stay by my side through good times and bad.
I wanted to thank Miranda. I hoped that without me around, she could let go of the past and start over. I hoped she would find someone who was her equal and truly loved her. Hopefully, she would find someone she could grow
old with.
I still felt some regret, though. I never got to say a proper goodbye to Miranda. I should have thanked her for making my life special.
