Cedwin strode up, shoving the morgue door out of the way.There, he found the blinding white lights shining on a body covered in white cloth.As Cedwin paused, a warrior lifted the cloth off the body, and the sight alone knocked the air out of Cedwin's lungs.Those remains didn't resemble much of a human—the skull was caved in, the stomach had a gaping hole, and there wasn't much of a face to recognize.Cedwin's eyes, however, were on the fingers.Even though much of it was mashed flesh, he still recognized the ring he had put on Sophia's finger.Four years ago, he had personally designed it. His eyes widened as he reached out, intent on confirming if that ring—the one and only—was the same ring, but soon withdrew his hand as if singed."No, that's impossible… This isn't Sophia, it's not her at all."He spoke, telling himself as much as everyone else, each word more confident with the next. "She can't stand pain, crying every time she gets a papercut, much less this."Then,
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