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My name was Susan Forbes
Rosalba Vangelista
Cover by Tatiana Sabina Meloni
Translation by Annarita Tranfici
Editing and Proofreading by Laura Davey
ISBN: 9788892635982
Youcanprint Self-Publishing
All names, places and events in this book are drawn from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.
Revelation 21:4
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Crawley (Crow Valley)
England, 1847
My name was Susan Forbes, and I was seventeen years old the day I committed suicide by hanging myself from a large branch of the oak tree in the family cemetery.
Was I to blame?
Not at all, because to love is not a crime.
Or so I believed, at least, until my family killed the man that I loved and the child I was carrying, tying me like an animal to the headboard of my big, wrought-iron bed.
I still feel the pain and humiliation that I suffered in that moment, even now, in this place.
Here, in limbo, there is no sound, no light.
It’s like floating in a void.
I can see the fog that envelops me… a dense, cold fog that tastes of sin.
Sin like the one that Nicolas and I committed, sin like the one that my family committed, sin that I myself committed, ending the life of a girl who believed that love was something sacred and wonderful.
It was on that wretched bed, still covered in my own blood, having received the news of Nicolas’ murder, that I made my agonising and desperate decision.
I recall and still hear the terrifying sound of my innocent, young neck snapping like dry wood, tight against the thick rope that I tied to the oak tree where I used to go and play as a child.
The very same tree that used to make me feel safe had become my grave, my cruel and ruthless executioner.
It’s cold here where I am, I don’t know how long I have been in this place, whether it’s been