Chapter 2

Daisy and I were half-sisters, sharing a mother but having different fathers. My mom hated my dad, and that hatred extended to me.

When I found out I was sick, I once begged my mom to lend me money for treatment.

But what did my mom say?

"If you're going to die, go die far away. Don't be an eyesore."

"I wish you'd just drop dead already, you're as shameless as your father."

She claimed she had no money for my medical care, yet Daisy just had to pout a little, and my mom immediately bought her an expensive piano that very night.

When she learned I was dead, she wouldn't even claim my body. She hired a courier to scatter my ashes in the river.

Jason thought I'd run off because I didn't want to get married, so he hated me too.

"Jason, we're getting married in a few days. Don't you want to tell Anne?"

Jason frowned, a hint of impatience on his face.

"She left three years ago and never came back. Why bother looking for her?"

I tried to wave at him, "No, no, Jason, I've always been right here beside you, always."

But he couldn't hear me.

Daisy leaned her head on Jason's shoulder, one hand stroking her stomach, happiness radiating from her.

"Thank you, Jason. I love the wedding dress, and the baby does too."

She was pregnant, and the baby was Jason's.

A wave of sadness I couldn't suppress washed over me.

He loved kids, I always knew that. He used to say he wanted me to give him a strong little man, so they could both spoil me.

But now he had a child, and the one he spoiled, wasn't me.

Jason's phone rang. He let out a sigh, gently pushed Daisy away, and answered.

It was a commission for an estate clearing service.

The customer service agent said the order had been placed three years ago. Jason just mumbled "Oh" and hung up.

It wasn't unusual for clients to pre-order an estate clearing for themselves.

I once asked Jason why he, a computer science whiz kid, chose this profession.

He said that when his mother died as a child, while organizing her belongings, he discovered those items could reveal things the eye couldn't see.

He said that an estate clearer helps the departed mark their final chapter in this world.

So Jason, I chose for you to write my final period on this world too.

"What's wrong, Jason? Is it an order?" Daisy asked softly, coming closer.

Jason nodded. "Yeah, a last-minute job. I can't go to the rehearsal with you. You go ahead, I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

Daisy was understanding. She put her purse in Jason's hand, then kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips. "Okay, then come back early."

She didn't know, this order, I had placed it for myself three years ago.