“Alone, Rosemary?”The voice was soft but laced with mockery, stabbing at Rosemary’s ears as she knelt before her mother’s grave. She lifted her tear-streaked face and saw Cassandra standing there, poised and arrogant in an elegant black coat, a folded umbrella in her hand — as though she were attending a fashion show, not a funeral.Rosemary froze for a moment, then wiped her cheeks roughly. “What are you doing here? This isn’t your place.”Cassandra smiled faintly and stepped closer, her high heels sinking into the damp cemetery ground. “Oh, of course it isn’t. But I was curious… how does it feel to lose everyone you love, one by one?”“Be quiet, Cassandra,” Rosemary hissed, her voice trembling between anger and grief. “Don’t use my mother’s grave to spit out your poison.”But Cassandra didn’t flinch. She crouched down instead, staring straight at Rosemary with eyes full of false sympathy. “Rose, you’re still so naïve. Even after everything, you still believe Adrian is on your side?
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