Sanford opened his mouth wide, unable to come up with a rebuttal for a long time.
The people from the cemetery arrived. Without anyone hindering them, they carried Alice into the car and drove away.
We headed straight for the suburbs.
I glanced at my watch and Alice, holding back the urge to laugh.
The day I met Alice in my past life, I was amazed that after ten years, she hadn't changed a bit.
There were no wrinkles in sight, and she looked rich.
The girl who once vowed to establish herself in the big city had resorted to drastic measures to live the life she desired.
I wanted to ask how she managed to come back to life, but she met me without a hint of surprise, as if everything was expected.
She pointed disdainfully at a ring on my stall.
"Oh dear, old friend, how did you end up like this? Wasn't your marriage going well?"
Her mocking laughter still echoed in my mind.
She flaunted, "I faked my death on purpose, just to trick you into marrying that fool. The good life is always meant for me."
I turned to look at Sanford beside her and burst into tears.
He could have simply broken up with me instead of trapping me in the mountains.
'Why did he do this to me? Just because I was kind to him?' I thought.
They took away my house and burdened me with half a million in debt.
My parents searched for me in vain for years, only to pass away later.
I lived in a remote, impoverished village, bearing children in despair.
Whenever I tried to escape, the villagers would come to beat me. That was the life meant for Alice.
She leaned in, smirking triumphantly at me.
"You know, I couldn't move at the time, but I was conscious, listening to you cry before me. It almost made me throw up my dinner, hahaha."
As I collapsed, she stepped back with Sanford.
"Oh my, don't dirty my shoes, old lady. Let's go."
As they walked away, I closed my eyes for good. I was not even 40 years old back then.
While I was lost in thoughts, Alice's finger twitched.
It seemed like she was conscious until she had to be buried.
The effect of the sedative would not last much longer.
I called out to the driver. "Sir, please drive faster. I'm a bit scared. Several people in the hospital just tried to take my best friend away. She swore never to return to her hometown. I have to fulfill her dying wish."
The driver floored it out of town, speeding at 120 miles per hour straight towards the mountains.