After my ex-husband died, it seems like I've gotten myself into trouble again. The homeowners' group bombarded me with messages in the middle of the night.
"Is the tenant upstairs going crazy? Can you please stop running and jumping in the middle of the night? If you keep causing trouble, I'll hang myself at your doorstep!"
The woman mentioned my apartment number at the end; this wasn't the first time I had been complained about.
I live alone, and the woman lives downstairs, but I wasn't home during the times she complained.
My anger flared up, and I coldly replied, "You must have bumped into a ghost."
But right after that, the woman jumped off the building.
My wife died unexpectedly, and I wished I could accompany her in death.
However, at the critical moment, she pushed me towards another relationship.
Strange things started to happen.
The white candle that lights up every night at 4:44...
The nanny who seems human but is not...
All these are reminders that my secret can no longer be hidden...
Looking at the cremator,
my husband's body turning to ashes in the raging fire,
my six-year-old son looked up, and timidly asked me in a low voice:
"Mom, did I cause Dad's death?"
I squatted down, gently hugged him: "No."
My son clung to me even tighter,
"Mom, did you cause Dad's death?"
I felt my heart contract violently in an instant,
a searing pain spreading throughout my whole body with my blood.
I picked up my son, wiped the tears off his cheeks,
"Also no."
I assured him by his ear.
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