Chapter 227 Two Gravesites
- The suffocating tension in the hospital room finally eased a little.
- Sunlight filtered through the blinds, cutting the white sheets into strips of mottled light and shadow.
- I lifted my hand, my fingertips unconsciously rubbing the necklace at my throat. The cool pearl against my skin made me think of Ethan. I couldn’t help asking, “Can you help me arrange for a decent burial plot?”