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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN- The Grieve

Author: OPRAH JAE
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-18 06:42:15

Elena stepped into the living room, and for a moment, the silence felt unnatural, heavy, abandoned, like no one had lived in the house for years. Dust clung to the air, and a foul stench hit her so sharply she covered her nose. It smelled like something had died inside, maybe a chicken, maybe worse.

“Papa?” she called out, her voice echoing through the hollow space.

No answer.

A knot tightened in her stomach. She called again, louder this time, and hurried toward the staircase. Her footsteps were quick, frantic, her heartbeat crashing in her ears.

Halfway up the stairs, she froze.

A single wooden stool sat beside the railing. On it lay a folded piece of paper, placed too neatly to be an accident. Her chest tightened as she reached for it. Her fingers trembled.

She opened the note. The words blurred as she read, her eyes refusing to believe, her mind rejecting every sentence. This couldn’t be real. It had to be a mistake. A trick. A nightmare.

“No… this can’t be,” she whispered.

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