When Charlotte learned the truth, she looked utterly lost.Following the address Liza had given her, she stumbled to the most secluded corner of Westhill Memorial Park. Just as she had been told, a small, plain headstone stood there. Carved into its surface were only two stark words of my name, without a photo or dates.Charlotte reached out, her fingertips touching the rough, icy surface of the headstone before jerking back in fear. She stood there for what felt like forever, until the sky began to darken. Slowly, her legs gave out, and she sank to her knees before the headstone. Her shoulders shook uncontrollably, and stifled, broken sobs escaped her throat.I hovered nearby, watching this display of utter devastation, and felt only confusion.Shouldn't she be glad I was dead? Finally, nothing stood between her and Leo. Why had she spared me only cold contempt while I lived, yet now wore this mask of profound grief?Charlotte wept for a long time in the biting cold. Before lea
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