A Farewell After Being Reborn

“Since you’re in such a hurry to die, why don’t you just stab yourself and end it? Why go to the trouble of jumping off a building and causing a scene?” A man’s voice rang out. It was filled with contempt.

“I wanted to stab—” Suddenly, Sage Joyner found that something was wrong with what Ian Holcomb had said. When had she jumped off a building?

“You’re finally awake, Mrs. Holcomb.” The housekeeper, Wanda May, came over with a glass of water and some pills. “Does your head hurt? The doctor said you have minor symptoms of a concussion and prescribed some medication for you. Do you want to take it now?”

Sage didn’t answer. She found that she was lying on a bed in a spacious bedroom. From the furnishings, it seemed to be the master bedroom at the Holcomb residence.

She hadn’t seen the inside of this place since being sent to a mental institution two years ago. Could Ian have suddenly brought her home?

No, something was wrong.

certain she’d stabbed herself in the heart. Even if she’d made it out alive, there was no way

herself. There weren’t any injuries on her chest! Instead, her head and wrist had been wrapped in

it morphed from suffering to shock. His patience ran out. “Find yourself a taller place next time if you still

out of the room.

about him. She continued to check the rest of her body. After spending two years at the mental institution, she’d become gaunt and

free from the wounds and bruises the carers and patients at the mental

Ian’s words and tried to console her. “Couples don’t bear grudges against each other. As long as

day is it today, Wanda?” Sage interrupted urgently. She was

about Mr. Holcomb celebrating her birthday for her, so you called him to come home …”

around and grabbed her phone from the bedside table. The date was three

conservatory. As expected, it was a mess. There’d been all sorts of expensive flowers inside, but now, all that was left of

Ian wanted to celebrate Ivy Shekdotter’s birthday with her. And when she’d heard about him buying flowers for Ivy, she’d trashed the