Too Late For Regret,He Found My Cold Body in the Morgue

I had been hiding from Ethan for three years. Finally, he found me in a suburban funeral home morgue.

When he and Chloe showed up, I had just finished prepping today’s last body.

Seeing them again, I didn't feel as terrified as before.

Mainly because I had almost saved up enough money for my assisted suicide in Switzerland.

He saw my clumsy movements and my limp. For once, he didn't immediately scream at me.

"Looks like you've had a miserable three years. But then again, a piece of trash like you doesn't deserve a good life."