After a business meeting wrapped up, my brother, Callum Corvin, walked over to my fiancé, Tristan Gage, with a grin. "Did the police call you too? About Selene being dead."Tristan scoffed and slowly lit a cigarette. "Yeah.""She's annoying as hell. I've already agreed to the engagement, and she still isn't satisfied. She just has to make a scene."Callum studied his cold expression and let out a sigh. "Careful, Tristan. If Selene heard you say that, she'll lose it all over again."Tristan snorted, stubbed out the cigarette, and turned to him. "Isn't she dead? Since when can dead people eavesdrop?"The two of them exchanged a look and laughed. The mood between them was light and easy.What they did not know was that my soul was floating right beside them, quietly listening to every word.Tristan picked up his coat from the sofa and headed for the door. "Forget about her. Tonight's Elise's first concert. If we're late, she won't be happy."Callum scoffed and followed him out. "E
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