Sweet Sin - S01 E181

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Sweet Sin - S01 E181

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 181

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[Redd Family Hospital Mortuary]

At 6AM, Acosta still sat by the door of the first mortuary room, staring inside the room—at Allison’s stretcher. He’s alone in here.

Last night, he had told the doctors and embalmers to excuse him. He had one of them be in charge of Peach, so he gas been here.

He’s still sitting by that door, still crying, thinking of what life would become after this phase.

The only lady who ever called him by his real last name. The one who advised him about his daughter, and it worked on her. The one who advised him against his ploy on the Redd family and told him to use his talent to get rich instead.

Now, he’s in charge of Seraphina’s building project, a project that’ll get madly popular once it’s done.

But she’s gone.

He tried to swallow saliva, but nothing in his throat.

It itched with dryness.

He looked at the stretcher again, nodding once.

“You know what?” He stood. “I shouldn’t have let you leave when you said you wanted to leave. I should have stopped you by all means. I wish I was a seer that moment, and I wish I have enough power to bring those who did this to you to justice…” He cried again.

“Mr. Simpson!” The doctor came back. “We have to start the embalming process now. We let you wait here only because we were awaiting the arrival of her sister, but it’s clear now that the sister is with the cops and won’t be here anytime soon. The process has to start before the body starts… smelling.”

Acosta nodded, not intending to even argue the slightest.

He followed the doctor’s lead, but when he took a step past the room, he stopped, freezing on the spot.

“Mr. Simpson?” The doctor called.

Acosta took one careful step back, and his eyes caught the stretcher and the body on top of it.

He waited for a second…

Two seconds…

Third one…

And it happened again.

Her finger. The smallest finger.

It moved!

“Did you see that?” He told the doctor without taking his eyes off her.

Obviously, the doctor saw it too. His eyes are also wide.

He didn’t even wait for Acosta to ask again. He pulled his phone and called the resuscitation team.

It only took a minute before they came rushing into the mortuary.

Three doctors.

“She was confirmed dead many hours ago. The bullet was removed from the top of her heart exactly!” One of them said unbelievably.

“On top of her heart?” Acosta gasped. “It didn’t even reach her heart?”

“It grazed her heart a little,” the doctor nodded. “But she was pronounced dead. Her heart stopped, Mr. Simpson.”

“But her finger moved just now. It fuckin moved!” Acosta shouted.

“What are you—”

“Allison’s finger moved!!” Acosta shouted, locking the doctor’s coat. “Get the fuck over there and make checks! Make double checks!”

“I saw the finger move too, and that’s why I called…” Peach’s doctor said.

And that was when the resuscitation team doctors moved. His words made them move into the room finally.

They checked her heartbeats, pulse and body temperature first.

Acosta stayed by the door with Peach’s doctor.

He held the frame so tight it nearly snapped under his grip.

He was praying with his mind, begging God with everything he has, even with his own life.

The team doctors looked up with wide eyes suddenly.

Their eyes met Acosta’s.

“There’s a little warmth on her armpits, and her pulse is slim on her wrists….” They reported.

“I knew it!!!” Acosta bursted into tears again—tears of joy.

“I fucking knew it!” He cried again.

Peach’s doctor placed a palm on Acosta’s shoulder.

“Good thing you stayed here with the body. She’d have been embalmed with the little life she had left…”

Acosta nodded.

“I know, doctor. I know. She’s like my Right in the middle of Wrongs.”

As the team doctors pressed defibrillators to Allison’s chest to call her heartbeats back, Acosta smiled widely with his tears.

“Thank you… thank you, Allison. Thank you for not dying…”

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[Redd Estate]

Right now, the building is undergoing destruction.

Government sent dozens of bulldozers to bring the main building down because according to Genevieve and Marley’s confession, they buried Seraphina’s triplet siblings on this land before they built the building on it.

They literally built their home on top of their graves.

The government didn’t just send the bulldozers alone.

The cops also brought the criminal couple, and they’re the ones showing the bulldozer drivers the path to the destruction of their home.

With cuffs around their wrists, they were pushed around like the animals that they are.

Genevieve’s red lipstick is still intact, but now it’s fading into oblivion, sign-in her start of sufferings.

Marley’s suit is stained in different spots, his glasses is off, giving him the look of a pauper looking for wealth.

The sound of bulldozers working filled the entire estate, ringing their upcoming doom to them.

“Can I at least go see Dora?” Genevieve said to a cop. “I heard she’s in the hospital cos someone beat her up. She has to be under intensive care at a time like this, otherwise she’d try suicide.”

“Seriously?” The cop faced the woman. “Even your attorneys resigned and refused to represent you both for this case cos they know it’s impossible to win, that should show you how deep this is, but you’re asking of your daughter Dora?”

Another cop laughed.

“I seriously can’t wait for you both to be executed.”

“Executed?” Marley sneered.

“Yes!” Another cop fired. “You killed two newborn babies and did inhumane things to the remaining one of them. You even aborted for her at 14?. Execution is even too small for you animals, but it’s better than imprisoning you both cos you both don’t deserve breathing!”

“Move forward!” They pushed the couple again, roughly.

The last wall of the building was brought down by the bulldozers at noon, and then the digging of the foundation began.

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