My Childhood Friend Celebrated My Death, But Tears Fell When He Learned the Truth

"What do I care if she's dead?"

Lucian Armstrong stood on the yacht, swirling a glass of champagne between his fingers.

Twenty-seven years of friendship, seven years of love, and my death brought him nothing but a grand sense of liberation.

He sneered at the media, "Someone like her deserves to be abandoned by everyone."

And now, I was really dead.

The whole world seemed to be celebrating my death, as if I had never been worthy of love.

Until one day, when my camera was sent to be played by a friend—

Everyone started saying they loved me, but I could no longer hear them.

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