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The next day, they honored my wish and took me to the crematorium, into that grand furnace. 

I followed my body into the flames, watching as it was slowly consumed, turning to ash. 

During the burning, I thought I heard faint cries from outside. 

But I didn’t pay attention. I smoothly slipped into the urn I had chosen in life. 

At first, I thought, if they didn’t understand my intentions, I’d haunt their dreams and torment them. 

But, thankfully, everything went smoothly. After all, I no longer wanted any ties to these 

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William carried my urn and escorted me to the cemetery. I glanced around–it really was a beautiful, serene place. 

He gently caressed my photo, his lips moving. I leaned in just enough to hear him. whisper, “I’m sorry.” 

What good is “I’m sorry“? I didn’t feel anything for them anymore. 

And besides, I’m dead now. Any apologies can wait until they die and see me again. 

I don’t know why, but my soul seemed to drift, occasionally moving from one sibling to another. 

Is this what it’s like when people die? I have no proof to confirm anything. 

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I watched as William set up a foundation in my name, the donated funds going to help girls in rural areas. 

He even held an auction, with all proceeds going to the foundation. 

It was because of this auction that my name resurfaced in the public eye. People finally realized the Hawthorne family had an oldest daughter after all. 

I even overheard some people whispering, probably saying they had all assumed I’d been dead for years. 

Since that day, the Hawthorne family seemed to dedicate themselves to charity 

-maybe because they felt guilty for all the wrong they had done in the past. 

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Another year passed–the anniversary of my death. They gathered around my tombstone, Oliver still wearing that scarf that looked like it had been pilled for years. 

A fresh bouquet, dew–laden, was placed at my grave, and the dust on the tombstone was carefully wiped clean. 

I felt my body gradually becoming transparent, and I knew that soon, I’d completely vanish, no longer needing to linger around them. 

“I’m sorry, Isabella.” 

“We owe you so many apologies, but maybe you don’t need them anymore.” 

“Maybe in your next life, you’ll be safe and happy, free from a family like us.” 

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Everything before me began to blur. I always thought souls couldn’t cry. 

I gently wiped the tear from the corner of my eye. Before my body became fully transparent, I finally felt at peace. 

I finally received that apology. 

I hope in my next life, I never encounter any of you again. 

The End. 

Book 3: My Parents Gave All Their Property To My Drug–Addicted Sister 

The day my sister took my place as heir, I was diagnosed with terminal stomach 

cancer. 

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The career I had fought for over ten years was given to my unambitious sister as a birthday gift by our parents. 

begged them to leave me the assets for treatment, but they kicked me out of the house. 

I was publicly humiliated to death while my parents, with my sister, went on a family trip. 

Later, my sister squandered the company away in no time. 

When her addiction took hold, she snapped and violently attacked our parents with a knife. 

It wasn’t until they were on the brink of death that they finally realized their mistake. “We’ve sinned… We shouldn’t 

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have abandoned Jenny and raised you, a heartless ungrateful girl.” 

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