Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe)
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As I thought it over, something didn't feel right. A heart transplant isn't as simple as a scrape or bruise. Both pre and post-surgery require extensive recovery and observation.

Ever since my death, I'd stayed close to Luke, watching Anna wreak havoc.

"She doesn't seem like someone who's undergone surgery, and now that she's pregnant, it's even less likely. Even if she took Chloe's heart, it wouldn't be viable anymore if it wasn't transplanted at the time," I reasoned.

Carter locked eyes with me. "Zoey, a few years ago, medical research claimed that if a beating heart is placed into a scaled container, removing as much air as possible, it can undergo isochoric supercooling. This greatly improves preservation techniques, Who knows how far they've progressed by now?"

"Moreover," he contitled, "have you considered that Chloe's heart might have been transplanted into someone else while she was still alive and her heart was still beating? Of course, that's just a theory. It might not be the heart-it could be the kidneys or even the corneas My grip tightened on Carter's sleeve as I struggled to suppress the horrifying images his words conjured.

Lhad seen Anna's cruelty firsthand when dealing with Grandma.

If it was just for shares, she wouldn't have needed to go to such extremes.

If she wanted to deal with me, one clean strike would have sufficed. But no, she skinned me, dismantled my bones, and tore my body into pieces.

Anna didn't just hate me. She despised the Sanders and loathed Grandma.

This wasn't just about money or love. Anna was hiding a terrible secret.

I wanted nothing more than to end her with one stroke burying her secrets forever.

But if I left her untouched, my rage would only eat away at me.

Carter pulled me into his arms after sensing my anger, sorrow, and despair.

He cradled the back of my head and calmed me. "Zoey, don't be angry."

The warmth in his magnetic voice slowly calmed the storm inside me.

For a fleeting moment, I wondered if Carter had already seen through my disguise and realized I was Chloe.

Remembering how determined he had been to track me down earlier, a surge of speculation filled my

mind.

Could I be the person that Carter truly loved?

But how could that be possible?

The thought was so absurd that I quickly dismissed it.

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If he really cared about me, why would he have stayed lent for so many years?

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Once I had regained my composure, I stepped out of his embrace. Noticing a black overcoat on a nearby chair, I asked, "Carter, are you heading out?" "Yes, to the cemetery,"

The Sanders and the Boltons had calculated my death date starting from the day of my burial since no one-not even 1-knew the exact moment I'd taken my last breath. Today marked the seventh day.

Before leaving, Carter stopped by the greenhouse. When he emerged, he was holding a bouquet of roses.

Why would he use roses for a memorial?

The notion I had tried so hard to suppress came rushing back.

I couldn't help thinking that he loved me because he was so kind to Zoey, who looked so much like me.

The thought made my heart race, but I quickly shoved it aside.

After the Boltons left in their car, I decided to follow.

Grabbing my keys, I stopped by a florist and bought a bouquet of white hydrangeas and black roses.

White hydrangeas had always been my favorite.

They symbolized hope, loyalty, and fulfillment.

But in the end, my life was nothing but a tragedy.

The black roses were Zoey's favorite. It was a symbol of hopeless love.

This was the first and last time I would pay my respects to both Chloe and Zoey.

The Sanders and the Boltons were already at the cemetery when I arrived.

Humans are remarkably resilient creatures. On the day of my death, they had been devastated. But seven days later, their grief had already subsided.

Even Kate, who was the most emotional of them all, could no longer shed tears.

Her focus had shifted entirely to Anna, leaving no room for thoughts of the eldest daughter who was long

gone.

Their memorial was just a hollow ritual.

As I stepped out of the car, Anna glared at me with venom. "What are you doing here? And why are you dressed like that?"

I wasn't wearing black or white but a red cashmere coat. I was wearing full makeup, high heels, and carrying a contrasting bouquet of white hydrangeas and black roses.

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It was like an angel and a devil appearing both at once.

While they mourned, I celebrated my rebirth.

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Luke's eyes lingered on the flowers in my hands and a flicker of disbelief flashed in his eyes. No one would bring hydrangeas to a memorial before.

"How did you know she liked hydrangeas?" he asked.

"The designer of your wedding attire once designed clothes for me. She mentioned Ms. Sanders' preferences," I replied with a mocking smirk. "Funny, though. The finished wedding dress ended up embroidered with roses

As Luke's expression grew increasingly awkward, I gently placed the hydrangea and roses in the center of a cluster of daisies, making them stand out.

I traced the photo on the tombstone with my fingers and whispered, "Rest in peace, Chloe."

I wasn't sure if I could still call myself Chloe. What existed now was a fusion of Chloe and Zoey.

The real Chloe and Zoey were both dead. This tombstone marked their burial.

I stood up but didn't see Carter anywhere.

Turning to Luke, I asked, "Where's Carter?"

"Today's my mother's death anniversary. He went to visit her grave. Want to come along?"

I hadn't anticipated that response. "Sure."

I had long forgotten what Luke's mother looked like-only that she was kind and beautiful before her sudden death.

Her grave wasn't far and neither of us spoke in the car.

He had become much quieter compared to before, and aside from our mutual hatred, we had little else to

discuss.

When we arrived, I finally saw Carter. He was laying down a bouquet of vibrant red roses before a tombstone.

It felt like a slap across the face.

The roses weren't for me.

Everything suddenly clicked.

Now I know why his attitude toward Luke was seemingly strict but actually lenient.

It was because of Luke's mother.

She was the one Carter had truly loved.