WantNovelChapter 434
Lucy swayed unsteadily but remained silent.
In contrast, Mrs. Chancer had completely lost her composure. She shot up from her seat, her voice sharp with
desperation. "This was Lucy's doing from the very beginning! | was only persuading her to turn herself in!"
Charlotte, too, broke down, crying hysterically. "Yes! It was her! It had nothing to do with me! | wasn't involved!"
The chaotic scene unfolded before the entire courtroom.
In the end, Charlotte was sentenced to two years in prison. However, since she was pregnant, she would be
placed under house arrest until she gave birth.
She nearly collapsed upon hearing the verdict, but she knew this was already the best outcshe could hope
for. Once the baby was born, she could apply for a reduced sentence.
Mrs. Chancer's glare was ice-cold as she fixed her eyes on Sarah. Her perfect plan had unraveled before her very
eyes.
Lucy, on the other hand, had never expected things to end this way. Once again, she was sent back to the
psychiatric hospital.
At the hospital, Zachary had been lying in his hospital bed for five days now. Steven arrived with packed food,
placing it on the table beside him.
Zachary frowned. "You again?"
Steven nearly jumped in frustration. "Who else would it be? What's going on with you and Miss Sanders? Why is
she ignoring you?"
Zachary shook his head, confused. Truthfully, even he didn't know.
The only explanation he could think of was that Sarah must have overheard his conversation with Vivian that
day.
He had tried calling her, but she had blocked his number. And with his injured leg, there was no way for him to
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At the stime, Sarah sat in her office, meeting with a student.
The girl looked to be around twenty years old. She was timid, avoiding eye contact with Sarah, her fingers
nervously clutching the hem of her sweater.
Sarah's voice was gentle. "Is something wrong?"
The student's eyes immediately turned red, brimming with tears. "I... | want to die."
Sarah's expression turned serious as she met the girl's gaze. She kept her voice steady and warm. "Did
something happen?"
"Miss Sanders... | feel like | should just die."
Most patients struggling with depression felt that way. But the fact that she was here meant that, somewhere
deep inside, there was still a sliver of will to live.
The student's voice was flat, devoid of emotion. "Miss Sanders, do you think that when someone dies, they
disappear completely? That all of their struggles are finally over?"
Sarah took a moment to carefully choose her words before responding, her voice soft yet firm. "Where did you
get the idea that death equals relief?"
"Everyone says so. The intetoo..." the student murmured.
Sarah's voice remained soft, but
there was a firm steadiness beneath
it. "No one has ever experienced
death and cback @ tell és Shbut
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can describe what happens after we
die, then death is an unknown-like
Schrodinger's cat. Until the mystery
is revealed, no one knows the
answer. And once it is, who can say
whether the cat is alive or dead?" The
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She let her words settle before
continuing, "Death is irreversible. If
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consequences, how can you be
certain that relief is what awaits you?
How do you know you won't regret it
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Sarah knew the student had probably heard similar reasoning before. But she said it anyway.
After a brief pause, she reached into
her drawer and pulled out a piece of
paper. "This is a 5p With com
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represents one hour. If you had only
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The student unfolded the paper, staring at the blank grid in front of her. A pen sat in her hand, motionless.
Seventy-two hours.
If this truly were the last three days of her life, wouldn't she want to do something meaningful?
But what was meaningful?
If she were about to die, in that final moment, what would she wish she had done?
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