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Chapter 29: Painful Truths

Penulis: Ritzy T.
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I stand in the quiet cemetery, waiting for Sebastian. I hear footsteps crunching on the snow, and then I see him. He’s here.

I stand up from my mother’s grave, my legs unsteady. I want to say something, but the words seem to fail me. He stops a few feet away from me.

“Selina…” he says. He’s nervous. I can see it now. He’s always been so controlled, so put-together. But now, he looks like he’s about to shatter.

I glance at the grave, my mother’s resting place, then back at him. “This is my mom. You can talk to her, you know,” I say. “I’ve been doing it for a year. She always listens.”

Sebastian blinks, clearly caught off guard. He swallows, then take a slow step forward. “You… want me to? Talk to her?”

I nod. “Yeah. It’s what I do when everything’s too much. I don’t know why, but somehow, it helps.”

He hesitates, looking down at my mother’s grave before looking at me. There’s something raw in his eyes, something vulnerable. I’ve never see him like this. I don’t know what he’s going to
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