Imogen’s POVI tapped my fingers nervously on the steering wheels of my car, parked just across the road from Genevieve’s parents’ home. People trooped in and out of the house, all dressed in either a dark suit or a black dress, with glum looks on their faces and all had umbrellas over their heads.I exhaled noisily, feeling nervous for reasons I couldn’t quite fathom. All I needed to do was blend in, find her parents, give them my condolences and find out whatever I can. There was absolutely nothing to be nervous about.Feeling my courage return, I grabbed my umbrella and stepped out of the warmth of my car and into the cold air. It was drizzling, making the ground sticky and wet.God, I hated the weather in these parts.Hurriedly, I made my way into the house, where it was warm, dry and gloomy. It wasn’t difficult to spot her parents – well parent – just her mother, a chubby woman with short blond hair. People were flocking around her, probably muttering condolences and spewing wor
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