The mood in the comment area slowly started to change.
The post’s attention also rose wildly.
Some people urgently tagged the online police, asking them to search for every useful clue.
Some people willingly formed a “bone-search team,” hoping that the poor girl could be buried properly as soon as possible.
Among all kinds of discussion, only Draco seemed completely out of place.
Time after time, stubbornly, he left comments under the murderer’s post.
[Savannah, stop acting. I know it is you.]
[We have all grown up now. These small tricks of yours cannot fool me.]
[You were the one who left me back then. No matter what, I will never forgive you again!]
[And also, I am about to marry Ravena.]
[I hope you will not go to such extremes anymore to try to pull us apart.]
Watching this long chain of comments, I could nearly picture his annoyed face.
Draco believed that I wanted to reopen our history and bring back old emotions with him.
That was why he thought I had purposely hidden myself as a murderer to post online and draw his notice.
But what he failed to understand was that I……am the twenty-third corpse.
On the far mountain road, the noise of police sirens had already sounded.
Within a crowd of dark shapes, I spotted Draco immediately.
Three years without meeting him, he had become slimmer and talked less.
And his movements had grown even calmer and more controlled.
While he carefully guided his team to head into the hills to search, he pulled out his phone and called my number.
All this time, his lips kept muttering complaints.
“Savannah, that’s enough. You should understand when to stop acting stubborn.”
“Just to meet me once, you really caused such a big mess.”
“Do you realize how many people cannot rest tonight because of you?!”
“So many years have gone by, but your attitude is still the same, you are still this stubborn and careless!”
Inside Draco’s mind, I always stayed that spoiled and headstrong young woman.
The one who could turn everything upside down over the smallest thing.
The one who leaned on his care to behave however she wanted.
He would never learn that I was already dead.
Even more, he would never learn that I died to keep him safe.
He only believed that I was still upset about what happened long ago.
The moonlight spread wide and light, falling across the ground.
All at once, I felt a little curious.