FreeNovelChapter 360 Conrad remained silent, and Haley's voice was choked with sobs, "Rad, I can't live without you. Without you, I don't even know what to do." But Conrad said nothing. Haley, thinking the call had ended, stammered, "Rad, Rad, are you still there?" She glanced at my phone, which showed the call was still ongoing. "Rad..." "Haley, who told you to cto my place? Did you forget my warnings?" Conrad finally responded.
Haley's hands trembled as she held the phone, "Rad, I had no choice, I wanted to protect our baby, you said nothing should happen to our baby." Ha.
I couldn't help but snicker to myself, even though just a few days ago, she had contemplated terminating the pregnancy in front of Aiden's parents.
"Haley, this is the last time," Conrad's voice was ice-cold.
"Rad..." The tone of the disconnected call echoed, and Haley's grip tightened on the phone. "Rad, Rad..." "Ms. Perez, giveback my phone. He hung up," I said, reclaiming my phone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHaley staggered slightly, her whole demeanor like that of a soul suddenly drained from its body.
I didn't look at her, let alone concern myself with her, and drove off instead.
Throughout the drive, my mind was preoccupied with Haley's words, Aiden's death, and when I stopped, I had a moment of disorientation, not knowing how I had managed to drive to the registry office.
Lately, I had been feeling out of sorts, and although nothing untoward had happened, it was only a matter of tbefore it would.
I silently reminded myself that I needed to get a grip.
At the registry counter, I handed over my parents' cremation certificates, and the clerk verified them before stamping and keying in something on the computer.
"Hold on," I said.
"What's the matter?" the clerk asked, looking up at me.
I stared at the computer screen, capturing my parents' information, and took out my phone to take a picture. "I want to keep it as a memento." After taking the photo, the clerk swiftly processed the deregistration but I kept staring at the captured image, unable to calm myself.
They say a person truly dies when they are forgotten, when even the last trace of them is erased from the world. As long as I'm alive, I won't forget my parents, but it seems I can't keep any trace of them.
With the deregistration certificate in my hand and the house marked for demolition, it felt like they were being erased. "All done, here are the documents," the clerk said, handingeverything.
I took the documents and walked out to my car.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI didn't start the car immediately but instead gazed at the last registry page of my parents for a long while.
Eventually, I took a photo of the deregistration certificate and pasted it on my social media with the itonmysar caption: I have lost you forever. I don't know why others post on social media, but I wanted to document this moment, to look back on it sometin the future.
Just as I was about to drive to the demolition office, my phone rang. It was Ernest Collins.
I needed to hurry with the paperwork, so I didn't take his call.
But right after that, Fanny Willis called. Thinking she might be worried after seeing my social media post, I didn't pick up at first.
But when Fanny called again, I had no choice but to answer. Before she "I'm fine, just signing could ask, I said." "IX spapers. I'll call you back in a bit." Ashburn "Signing what papers? Haley's here for an abortion, are we stopping her this time?" Fanny asked.
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