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Selene's POV We were silent for some moments. I saw Isabella taking bigger and bigger sips of her coffee. Sophia was playing with a muffin she had bought, obviously too nervous to eat it. And I was planning my next step.“Well...you know what?” I began, “I believe I’m ready to go back. I would like to start the cremation process."“You are sure?" Sophia asked. “Perhaps we had better wait a little. Allow you more time to properly think about it." I guessed she knew the coffee was drugged and the more time she was asking for was for the effects to kick in.“No,” I answered. I have done enough thinking. I know what I want."Isabella began to answer, but paused in mid-sentence. Her hand went to her forehead and she blinked very fast. "I... I feel weird."“What do you mean, weird how?" I asked, pretending to be concerned.“Dizzy,” murmured Isabella, rocking in her chair. “Pretty dizzy."“You should drink some water,” Sophia said, but I could see the fear beginning to show in her eyes."I

SELENE'S POV"Mrs. Martinez, please…" Dr Parker was trying once again to convince me to change my mind. "Elena." The elevator doors opened and Isabella, Marcus' only sister came out of it, her face flushed and her eyes wild. Behind her was Sophia, looking equally panicked."Oh, Isabella," I said, turning to face my sister-in-law with a sad smile. "Marcus… how could he do this to us? How could he leave us so soon?” I broke down into fresh fake tears. He was such a wonderful man.""Elena, honey," Isabella said, rushing to my side. "He was the only family I had… I'm hurt beyond words.” She said the words, but she had no tears in her eyes. “Dr. Parker called me. He said you want to cremate Marcus? Don't you think that's a little... hasty?""It's what he would have wanted," I said simply. "He told me many times that he didn't want to be buried.""But we haven't even had a chance to say goodbye," Sophia said, "He's my brother-in-law. I loved him too."Oh, Sophia. If only you knew how much

Selene's POV I woke up with a jump, my heart beating like a drum inside my chest. What immediately came to my attention was the fact that I did not smell like the streets. The second thing was the constant sound of beeping of machines nearby.I was at a hospital, yet I was not there as a patient. The rays of the sun were coming through the perfectly clean windows, and I stared at my hands. My hands were soft and clean. Not the broken, dirty things they had been reduced to in their two years of hell.“Mrs. Martinez?” I was called back to reality by a voice I knew well. “Are you okay? Did you hear anything I said?”I slowly turned my head, and there he was. Dr. James Parker, right by my side with that same sympathetic look I knew so well. It was the same deep worry in his forehead, the same cool bedside manner with which that life-shattering news had been given to me.Or what I supposed had been the worst news of my life.Dr. Parker went on, with his voice thick with false sympathy, "Y

Selene's POV"Watch where you're going, you disgusting freak!" A woman's voice shrieked above me as I bumped into her while she was coming out of a restaurant. "Don't you dare touch me with your filthy hands!" My legs gave out from tiredness as she pushed me because I hadn't eaten in days, and I fell to the ground.I felt a sharp kick to my side that made me gasp in pain. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I mumbled, trying to push myself up. "I didn't mean to…""Get away from me before I call security!" the woman spat.I lifted my head to apologize again, and my blood turned to ice. Standing above me in a designer dress and expensive heels was Sophia, my step-sister. I hadn't seen her in two years since my husband Marcus died. She had held me while I cried at the hospital and I never saw her again after that day. But that wasn't what made my heart stop beating. It was the massive pregnant belly stretching her dress, and the familiar hand that reached out to help her steady herself.Marcus