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Chapter Two hundred and fifty one

Author: Blessing. B
last update publish date: 2026-07-28 21:10:45

ELRIC'S POV

The day of the funeral finally came,it had rained heavily the night before but it had stopped sometime before dawn but dark clouds still covered the sky.

I stand in front of the chapel in a black suit that feels too tight around my shoulders.

I've been standing there for what feels like hours, my hands clasped in front of me, my eyes fixed on the coffin by the altar.

The chapel is old and grand with high arched ceilings and stained glass windows that cast colored light across th
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