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Kim paused slightly: “Since we’ve separated, there’s no need to cross paths again.”
Peter’s expression turned cold: “You’re right. An ex should be as good as dead.”
His words were barbed, especially the word ‘dead’, which made Kim uncomfortable again.
“Peter, if you can’t speak properly, there’s no need to travel together.”
Now she just wanted to take her own body ‘Returning to Roots’ and properly end her life.
Meeting them halfway was an accident, and she would keep her promise to give them a ride.
But she didn’t want Peter to affect her emotions right before death.
Perhaps her tone was too blunt, because Peter looked a bit awkward.
“I’ll transfer the fare to you. It’s not too late to block you on Facebook once we’re back in Philadelphia.”
Kim hesitated for a moment, then opened the block list on Facebook.
Looking at the only user profile picture inside, her fingers trembled slightly as she unblocked Peter.
For some reason, she instinctively clicked into the Social Media Feed and checked the man’s updates.
She discovered that Peter, who never used to post about his life, now updated daily.
The latest update was a photo of him and Samantha holding hands and embracing, taken from behind at Alpine Mountain Range.
[Golden Mountain Sunrise, I found her at Alpine]
The update was posted at 6:33 AM on March 22nd.
That was the exact moment Kim was buried in the Alps and died.
Kim scrolled down slowly, seeing every update in Peter’s Social Media Feed was about his loving moments with Samantha.
They watched the aurora in Iceland, dived to see fish in Bali, and saw the lavender fields in Provence…
Every place Kim never got to visit with Peter, he took Samantha.
For a moment, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
After transferring the money to Kim, Peter leaned back on the sofa and looked at his phone.
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“Didn’t you used to post three times a day? Why haven’t you updated your Social Media Feed at all?”
Kim stiffened.
Her own Social Media Feed had been frozen since the day they broke up, never updated again.
“I don’t want to post anymore.”
Kim couldn’t help asking him: “What about you?
Didn’t you used to dislike posting on Social Media Feed?
Why have you posted so much these past two years?”
Peter looked up at her: “People change. You know that better than I do.”
Kim dug her nails into her palm, the sharp pain helping her maintain her calm.
Yes, people change.
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When they were together, she tried countless ways to get Peter to post an Official Announcement on Social Media Feed.
But Peter refused, saying: “Happiness is between two people. There’s no need for everyone to know.”
Yet now, for Samantha, he posted every day.
Some people had moved on a long way, while she was still stuck in place…
Just then, Samantha came out of the bathroom and coquettishly asked Peter to blow-dry her hair.
The buzzing of the hairdryer blew the steam from the room straight into Kim’s heart.
She went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stood there blankly.
She couldn’t tell if the water was cold or hot, as if ever since her ‘Near-Death Experience and Rebirth’.
she could no longer feel the temperature of this world.
That night, Samantha and Kim shared one bed while Peter slept in another.
But past midnight, Samantha slipped out and crossed to the opposite bed.
Kim heard rustling sounds, followed by soft moans and gasps.
“…Be gentle, don’t wake Kim…”
As Samantha spoke, the wooden bed’s creaking only grew more frantic.
Sleepless night.
By morning when Kim woke, Peter and Samantha had already left the room.
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Snowflakes drifted again outside the window, painting the world in white.
Kim eyed the SUV in the carport, worrying the ice in the trunk might melt after a day with the heater on.
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She asked the innkeeper for a bucket of crushed ice and shoveled fresh snow outside, intending to reinforce the ice around her… cargo.
But just as she stepped out with the ice bucket, she saw Samantha and Peter standing by the rear bumper, holding a large bag.
Fumbling to open the trunk.
“Kim, just need to stash something back here.”
Kim’s heart sank as she instinctively blocked them: “Don’t open it!”
Too late.
With a metallic snap, the trunk sprang open-revealing a black suitcase to all three pairs of eyes.
