Falling into Twilight: Your Eyes Like Evening Stars Chapter 2

For days, the police tried to contact my parents to claim my body. They remained convinced it was a prank, even cheering at the news.

“He’s dead? Good. At least he’ll finally stop causing trouble.”

My brother, Neil, a shark in the business world, was blind to every one of Mason’s pathetic schemes. His hatred for me was visceral. “Now no one will compete with Mason. Everything the Crawfords have is his.”

My fiancé, the man who had once showered me with affection, just laughed and pulled Mason into his arms. “He’s dead. Now we can finally be together openly.”

I was starting to get annoyed with that persistent cop. It’s just a body. Can’t you just haul it away and bury it somewhere? Why did you have to keep calling them, forcing me to listen to their curses even in death?

Eventually, the police gave up. I thought I’d finally get some peace and quiet.

But in the next instant, I was zapped back to the scene. They had managed to contact someone else: Colin, who was away on a business trip abroad.

My nemesis. The guy I’d been fighting with for a decade.

I never imagined he would be the one to claim my body.

“Hey, Colin!” I yelled at him, my ghostly voice unheard. “I’m warning you, don’t you dare laugh at me! If you do, I’ll tell the devil on you when I get down there.”

As expected, he couldn’t hear a word.

His face was a mask of stone as he efficiently handled the paperwork, claimed my body, and arranged for the funeral. I trailed behind him the whole time, a constant stream of commentary.

“Colin, I don’t want a coffin. They’re ugly. I want to be cremated.”

“And my ashes—scatter them in the ocean, you hear me?”

“Also, my funeral. Don’t let any of the Crawfords come. I don’t want to see them.”

“Colin, if you can hear me, just breathe or something.”

He couldn’t hear me. And yet… it was as if he heard everything. He did it all exactly as I would have wanted. Simple, quick, no fuss.

Colin handled everything.