The Remains of Summer) Chapter 11
Ethan couldn’t hear anything.
He stared at the woman in the coffin,
a sense of unreality washing over him.
This wasn’t his Amelia. His Amelia had
been vain, crying over the smallest scratch,
terrified of scars.
The woman in the coffin was bruised
and battered, her skin pale and bloated
from days in the water.
This couldn’t be her.
He ripped open the coffin lid,
desperate to find some proof, some sign
that it wasn’t her.
But it was.
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He reached for her hand, his own
trembling uncontrollably.“Amelia, please,
wake up. This isn’t funny.” His voice
cracked.
still.
The woman in the coffin remained
The director spoke gently.“Mr.
Carter, please accept our condolences.
We need you to sign the certificate so we
can lay her to rest.”
“Get out!” Ethan roared, shoving the
man away.“She’s not dead! She’s just
sleeping!”
him.
No. It couldn’t be true.
Amelia loved him. She wouldn’t leave
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The director handed him Amelia’s
phone.“This was found at the scene.
Perhaps you should see this.”
Numbly, Ethan took the phone. The
screen filled with explicit photos and
videos of him and Chloe.
top.
His blood ran cold,
She knew,
When did she find out?
He scrolled frantically, reaching the
A month ago. Chloe’s first text. A
photo of them in bed.
[Just thought you should know. Your
fiancé is in my bed right now. •]
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The last message, three days ago. Chloe’s taunt.
(Money)
[You’re getting married tomorrow, so what? I can have him back with one
phone call. Be smart and give up your spot as Mrs. Carter!]
It wasn’t the first time Chloe had
made this demand, but it was the first
time Amelia replied.
[Fine. Have him.]
The words hit him like a physical blow. He clutched his chest, gasping for
air. A scream tore from his throat, raw
with anguish.
The director, his face etched with
pity, handed Ethan Amelia’s medical
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records.
“Mr. Carter, according to these
reports, Ms. Price’s depression began a
month ago. With intervention, this could
have been prevented…” He trailed off.
Ethan understood. He flipped
through the pages, each date a fresh
wound.
The day Amelia’s depression first
manifested, she’d cut herself. He’d been
comforting Chloe.
The day she was hospitalized after
her first suicide attempt, he’d been
celebrating Chloe’s pregnancy,
livestreaming their intimacy.
The day she’d walked into the occan,
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he’d been whispering sweet nothings to
Chloe, promising his love even as he
prepared to marry another woman.
Every time Amelia had cried out for help, he’d been with Chloe.
He’d been so blind. Even when he’d
sensed her distress, he’d been too
preoccupied with another woman to truly
see.
Ethan clutched the medical records,
his hand shaking. Tears streamed down his face, splashing onto the cold marble
floor. He buried his face in his hands, his
body wracked with sobs.
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