“What on earth are you guys talking about? I can’t make heads or tails of it!”
Cornelia stared at the two people in front of her, her best friends, the companions she had grown up
with since childhood.
However, at this moment, their faces seemed alien to her, she felt like she didn’t even recognize them
anymore.
Abigail stepped forward, trying to hug her, but Cornelia quickly backed away, avoiding them as if they
were poisonous snakes or wild beasts. “You’re not Abigail and Zack. The real Abigail and Zack would
never say such things.”
Cornelia kept her distance from them, looking at thern as if they were strangers. Her eyes were full of
alienation and caution. “Tell me, who are you really? Why are you pretending to be my best friends?”
“Cornelia, we are Abigail and Zack… Abigail and Zack were very worried seeing Cornelia like this.
Afraid that Cornelia’s emotional outburst might lead to something rash, Abigail quickly tried to soothe
her, “Alright, we’ll stop talking. If you don’t want to hear it, we won’t say it.”
Right now, stabilizing her emotions was the most important task.
“No, you’re not Abigail and Zack… Tell me the truth, who are you?” As she questioned them, Cornelia
noticed Marcus arriving.
She immediately ran towards Marcus, “Marcus, these two are impersonating my friends, tell them to
leave and bring back the real Abigail and Zack.”
Marcus picked Cornelia up and made her sit on the nearby couch. He knelt in front of her, helping her
put on her shoes. “Cornelia, we’ve prepared everything for Granny Rebecca’s funeral. Before she’s
taken to the funeral home, go say your last goodbyes to her.”
Cornelia’s gaze changed from dependent to detached as she looked at him. “You’re also impersonating
Marcus. You must be a fake Marcus…”
She jumped off the couch, trying to run away, but Marcus didn’t give her a chance to escape. He knew
it was better to face what had to be faced sooner rather than later. “Cornelia, you know this isn’t a
dream. Avoiding reality is not a brave act. Your grandma wouldn’t want to see you like this. She’d want
you to face reality and be a brave, positive, and optimistic girl.”
Cornelia covered her head and started screaming, “Stop talking, I beg you, stop talking. She’s fine, why
are you saying such weird things? What did I do wrong?”
Marcus, “Cornelia!”
As though she suddenly realized something. Cornelia started laughing. “I know, I’m still dreaming.
You’re all part of my dream… Leave, I don’t want to dream about you anymore.”
She reached out and pinched herself hard, “Why does it hurt? Am I not dreaming?”
Marcus said sternly, “Cornelia, you know very well you’re not dreaming. Stop lying to yourself. Your
grandma can’t lie there forever. The hearse from the funeral home will be here in half an hour.
You have half an hour to think about whether you want to see your grandma one last time. Or you can
continue to hide inside your protective shell, like a turtle.”
Cornelia lifted her head and looked quietly at Marcus.
He thought she had come to her senses, that she was about to accept reality. However, she just stared
at him quietly, not uttering a single word, as if she was looking at a stranger. “Who are you? What right
do you have to criticize me?”
Marcus, “…”
Cornelia, “If you criticize me, I’ll tell my grandma. Let me tell you, even though I don’t have a mom and
dad, my grandma loves me very much. She won’t let you awful people bully me.”
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