Chapter 8

I sat back in the passenger seat, quietly waiting for Chloe to return before we set off again.

But after Liam hung up his phone, he walked directly to the driver’s seat.

He got in the car and started the engine.

Seeing him about to leave, I quickly spoke. “Chloe isn’t here yet.”

“Chloe won’t be traveling with us anymore. A driver will pick her up soon.”

He said, then fastened his seatbelt.

My phone received a SnapChat message from Chloe.

[Ellie, my mom said it’s disrespectful for a girl on her period to attend a funeral, so she wants Liam to represent me and accompany you. We’ll get together another time.]

I replied with an ‘Okay,’ my heart a mix of emotions.

Liam was already driving, continuing on the highway.

The car was quiet, and we could hear each other’s breathing clearly.

I curled my hands slightly, turning my head to look out the window.

Suddenly, Liam’s question broke the silence in my ear.

“After the funeral, where are you planning to go?”

I paused, unsure how to answer.

Once the funeral ended, I would completely vanish from this world.

Where I went next depended on the angel’s arrangements.

“I don’t know.”

I said honestly.

Liam gripped the steering wheel tightly, his dark eyes swirling with emotion.

“Eleanor, don’t you have any plans for your life? Have you just been living day by day all these years?”

I lowered my eyes, my voice barely a whisper.

“I guess so.”

After all, my life had already ended. Every minute, every second I now lived was a gift from the angel.

Thinking of Liam and Chloe, who were about to walk down the aisle.

I thought for a moment, then spoke the heartfelt blessing brewing inside me.

“Liam, I wish you and Chloe an early happy wedding and a lifetime of happiness.”

The car suddenly lurched. Liam’s jawline tightened further.

“Eleanor, what do you mean by that? When we were together, you never cared about my affairs!”

“Now that we’ve broken up, you’re faking well wishes?!”

I hadn’t expected such an intense reaction from him. For a moment, I was confused.

“Don’t you want my blessings?”

Liam stepped on the gas, and the car’s speed surged to 120 mph.

“Now I’m finally sure. You truly never loved me.”

The scenery outside flew past as the white SUV sped along under the twilight sky.

I gripped my seatbelt tightly, feeling a little out of breath.

The atmosphere in the car was suffocating. I didn’t know what else to say.

Had I loved him?

If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been stuck in the same place three years after our breakup, going to the snow-covered mountains alone…

But now, what did it matter if I had loved him or not?

I was dead, and he was getting married, wasn’t he?

A few hours later, the car exited the Veridian City tollbooth.

A funeral home hearse was parked by the roadside, the driver waving at the white SUV.

Liam pulled over and rolled down the window.

The staff member presented his ID and said.

“Hello, Mr. Harrison? This is the memorial service guest list for Veridian City Funeral Home. Please sign here.”

Liam looked a little confused.

“Why do I need to sign?”

The staff member politely replied.

“This was Ms. Eleanor’s request.”

Liam glanced at me, resting in the passenger seat, and silently took the form, signing his name in the bottom right corner.

After signing, Liam followed the hearse towards the funeral home.

The closer we got to the funeral home, the lighter I felt.

A long-forgotten sense of drowsiness slowly crept up from deep within me.

I knew my time was running out.

Through the car window, I watched the scenery outside.

The bustling crossroads, the sky filled with twilight hues, and the skyscrapers piercing the clouds…

Everything I saw, I etched deeply into my memory.