In the Next Life, We Don’t Want to See Each Other Again

After speaking, Selena took the initiative to call me by video.

Soon, the call was connected, and my face appeared on the screen.

I was puzzled. I was already dead, so why would I appear on the video call?

I soon realized that this was another pre-recorded video.

During my detention, Selena came in with a camera and forced me to record these videos.

I refused and could only watch helplessly as she brandished various torture devices under my horrified gaze.

Terrified, I screamed in pain and curled up in a ball, yet still unwilling to submit.

Blood pooled on the ground, a heart-wrenching sight. "Selena, I will avenge you if I ever get out!"

Selena was furious. "Get out? You will never escape in this life!"

The torture intensified, and the sharp pain struck my very soul.

It hurt. It hurt so much.

I would never be able to recall that unbearable, convulsing, mind-numbing agony in this life.

I used to cry at the slightest pain from a mosquito bite, and when I had a nightmare, my whole family would gather around to comfort me!

"Lyra, your mother is still in hospital. If you don't comply, I'll have them remove her ventilator."

Selena's once innocent face was like that of a demon at that moment.

Thinking of my mom, I get scared.

I could endure all the inhuman torture, but my mom couldn't!

In the end, I could only give in.

I cried and did everything Selena asked until she was satisfied and took the camera away, leaving me in tatters.

And those videos and audio recordings I had made before my death were what Sebastian had seen and heard of "me" these days.

"Lyra, if you apologize to Selena, I will let you go," Sebastian said coldly, looking at "me" on the screen.

"Impossible! I will never let her go if you dare to keep me locked up forever! I will torture her bit by bit and leave her in agony!"

"I" was frantic on the screen, shouting.

Sebastian's face darkened instantly.

"Lyra, Selena saved me. Since you refuse to apologize, prepare to bear the punishment that comes next!"

Sebastian hung up with a stern face.

What other punishment would Sebastian have in store for me? Would it be more painful and more terrifying than the atrocities Selena inflicted upon me?

It was the sixth day after my death.

Sebastian was becoming more absent-minded, even not hearing when Selena called for him several times.

At night, I even saw him suddenly wake up from a dream, sit up, and mutter to himself.

"Lyra, why won't you just give in?

"Selena saved me, and you had her legs crippled. I can't just stand by and do nothing.

"Lyra, if you just admit your mistake, I will forgive you."

I was almost laughing at the side, watching over my own decaying body.

What mistake did I admit? Was it that we shouldn't have adopted Selena and let her live a life of luxury?

Was it wrong for me to expose and resist when Selena staged a kidnapping and feigned disability, pretending to be a savior?

Was it my fault that I didn't willingly endure the abuse and atrocities?

Or was it wrong that I risked my life to save him in the first place?

If that was the case, then I was indeed wrong.

I was wrong for being too naive and blind and for not seeing her true colors.

As I mocked Sebastian's arrogance in my mind, he frowned and suddenly looked up, sniffing the air.

"What's that smell? Where is that stench coming from?"

I jolted with anticipation.

Could it be that my remains were finally going to be discovered after six days?