7 Growing increasingly perturbed , she raised a hand to strike him , but the officers held her back . This was the first time I'd seen her raise a hand against Finn . Seeing there was no turning back now , Finn threw his head back and laughed before fixing Mom with an icy stare . " Me ? Cruel ? You taught me everything I know . " If I'm the murderer , what does that make you , the one who called all the doctors to my ward and left him to die on the operating table ? If not for you , do you think I could've killed him so easily ? " His words stabbed into Mom's heart , and her body stiffened as if her soul was weighed down by the guilt of her mistakes . The horror of her actions finally crashed over her , and guilt toward me overwhelmed her like a tide . Clutching her hair , her eyes widened with hysteria as she shook her head violently . " I'm sorry , Asher … It's all my fault … I wronged you for years … I should be the one dead … " She crawled to my grave and hugged my tombstone , sobbing . As she did , she stroked my portrait attached to the stone and murmured , " Wake up , Asher . I'm sorry … I'll kneel and apologize to you … " You wanted to study abroad , didn't you ? I'll pay ! I'll send you there ! Wait , no … I'll go with you ! Please … " She bashed her head against the tombstone . The officers pulled her away , but her blood smeared my portrait and glared brightly under the sun . Just like the day I was born , the sunlight had streamed through the window on my face when she held me . If only her apology had come sooner , perhaps I could have known a mother's love in this lifetime . But now , it was too late . I was dead , and my heart had stopped pulsing along with my death . I could never forgive them , no matter what they said now . It wasn't that I blamed Mom , but I couldn't reconcile with all those years of suffering . I could never accept the despair that my mother had stood by and left me to die on that operating table . After the commotion , the police took Mom and Finn away . Dad and Hazel were brought in for questioning . The nurse who'd reported Mom stood before my grave quietly . Before leaving , she murmured , " I was brave this time . Everyone who hurt you has been punished , and I believe the law will serve you justice . " Perhaps it was her compassion as a new nurse , but every lost patient tugged at her guilt relentlessly . Watching her , I saw the younger version of me who'd just entered the workforce , always blaming myself for everything . I reached out and patted her shoulder gently , muttering words of reassurance , " This wasn't your fault . Move forward . " But I was just a soul now . She couldn't feel or hear me . Half a month later , the trial concluded . Finn was sentenced to death , while Mom received life imprisonment and was stripped of all political rights . With vengeance served , my soul felt lighter and no longer bound to Mom's side . I could go wherever I pleased now . In his final days , Finn was consumed by terror . Meals sent to him by the officers were rejected and slammed onto the ground . He lost a whole lot of weight in just a week . If this were in the past , our parents and Hazel would have been heartbroken . But now , no one came to see him . On the day of his execution , I watched from above as his soul tore free from his body after death , just as mine had . When he saw me , he screamed , " Asher , I'm sorry ! I know I messed up ! Please don't kill me ! Don't- " I smiled . " Aren't you already dead ? " He looked down at the corpse and shattered into nothing with a final wail . Only I , another soul , could hear it . Watching my murderer's spirit disperse just like that brought me some satisfaction . As for Mom , she withered in prison and was tormented by a mother's guilt . She cycled between crying , laughing , running , and lashing out . There were times when she'd even attack herself , and the staff couldn't even handle her . The officers had no choice but to call in the psychiatrists , who diagnosed her with trauma - induced mental disorders and transferred her to a mental hospital . Her condition worsened , and she began telling everyone , " My son's Asher Auburn . He got into a top global university for grad school , and he's studying abroad now . " When he comes back , I'll introduce you . He's tall , handsome , and well - behaved since he was young . " On rare moments of clarity , she would sit on the bed and stare out the window . Perhaps it was from the bond between mother and child , and I could almost feel her agony and pain . All the elapsed time seemed to turn into an endless weight of her regrets . Before I disappeared , she sat there again . But this time , she seemed to see me . Tears welled in her eyes as she cupped my face . " Asher , you're back ! You came to see me , didn't you ? I'm sorry … Please forgive me … As she spoke , she pulled two from under her pillow . " I remember how much cans W A ww by 2 W WA N you loved these . I saved them for you . " 7 . ww 2 T Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!