Chapter 396
Felicia glanced at the scene from a distance before quickly looking away.
“Let’s go.”
“Huh? You’re leaving without even taking a proper look?”
The driver had just lit a cigarette, looking like he was enjoying himself, but he put it out. reluctantly and continued driving.
After settling the fare, she returned to her rental apartment. Without thinking, she reached for her phone to contact Carmen. When she opened their chat, she realized Carmen was no longer around.
Their conversation had ended last week,
Any messages sent from now on would go unanswered,
After Carmen’s death, Tom quickly took the money Felicia gave him and moved his family to start a better life.
The old unit across from here had been handed over to a real estate agent to be sold.
As Felicia headed upstairs, she ran into an agent who was showing the house to some people/ The front door was wide open, and voices could be heard from inside occasionally.
She walked in, scanned the area, and headed straight to Carmen’s room.
The “room” was actually a storage space turned into a makeshift bedroom with no door, just a curtain for separation.
Aside from a pile of clutter, there was a single bed and an old desk–barely furnished.
This was Felicia’s first time visiting Carmen’s home.
Under the old desk were several books, one at the bottom of which caught her eye. It had a different cover, and when she pulled it out , she discovered it was Carmen’s journal.
The journal was thick and looked quite old. Many pages at the front had been torn out, but the entries resumed further back .
Carmen had torn out her previous entries and stopped writing for a while, possibly because her parents or younger brother had read them.
But in the last six months, she had started writing again , recording her thoughts occasionally.
Felicia flipped through the pages and was shocked to find that several of them were Carmen’s suicide notes!
The dates indicated they were written just days before Carmen was pushed to the brink and
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stood on the rooftop, ready to jump. She repeatedly wrote in the journal that she couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to end everything.
The entries were short and desperate.
Further on, there was a long entry spanning two full pages.
It was written the night she was about to jump from the rooftop but was saved by Felicia.
That night, after the rest of the family had fallen asleep, Carmen wrote down her feelings at that old little desk in the small, dimly lit storage room.
‘Amid all the rumors drowning me like a wave, surrounded by cold, contemptuous gazes, felt like a cornered rat, even starting to doubt my filth.
“When I stood on the rooftop, I felt the free wind and imagined myself flying away, so I decided to jump. But I never expected someone to rush in, throwing themselves at me, catching me as I fell.
“The wind was so strong that day, her movement so dangerous–her arm scraped by the rough concrete edge of the rooftop, blood oozing out–but she was smiling, out of breath, saying, ‘I’m glad I made it in time.”
“Words can’t describe how I felt. I just wanted to cry.
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“It was as if I thought I had reached the end, but someone was there with me, giving me the courage to keep going.
“Felicia, thank you.
“Thank you for saving me when I was helpless.”
The journal was long, and after reading it, Felicia stood still for a long time, lost in thought.
To her, saving Carmen and helping her take revenge on the person who spread rumors was a small, simple thing.
But to Carmen, this small act of kindness had been her redemption. In the end, she was even willing to sacrifice her life to shield Felicia from that bullet.
Why was she so foolish?
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