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Author: I.J Faeoma
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-29 06:14:08

“Call Drew! Call my son! Where is Drew?!”

Gratia’s voice was raw with agony as she collapsed into the arms of a trembling maid, her wails piercing through the heavy silence. The weight of her grief was suffocating, thick enough to steal the breath from the air.

I stood frozen, my body unwilling to move. My mind refused to process what I was seeing. I had seen death before, my grandmother’s funeral had been somber yet peaceful. A body laid to rest in a coffin, dressed in dignity.

This was different.

This was suicide.

Nadia’s lifeless eyes remained open, staring at nothing. Her skin was ashen under the dim lighting, the heavy red curtains casting eerie shadows across the room. My stomach twisted violently, bile rising to my throat as I tore my gaze away.

Beside me, Lucy stood motionless, her face drained of color.

The air crackled with whispers and frantic murmurs blending into Gratia’s broken cries. Then, Lucy’s warm fingers wrapped around my wrist.

“Come, sit,” she m
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Fiona Cakes
Poor Isla, she's so confused in all of this. Alex is so vague.
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Ren
I've never read a more confusing character like him..One moment he is rude, another he is acting sort of... flirty? I am not Isla but feels like I'm being played bro ...
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