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💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 20✨ . . 🌹Natasha🌹 "Nat?". "Yeah?". "Do you know any burial song?". He asks all of a sudden. "No. Why?". He smirked. "You'll be hearing one soon".

She looked at her brother, then completely out of his mind, then at Linda's lifeless body. Then, like something inside her snapped, her eyes rolled back and she fainted on the spot. Linda was dead. Nash was arrested right there. His life was, for all practical purposes, over behind bars. Shirley, unable to handle the shock, completely lost her sanity, reduced to someone who could do nothing but sit there, drooling and muttering. However, none of that had anything to do with me anymore. I took Amy's hand and walked out of that blood-soaked villa without looking back.

Although his heart was clogged, he felt a little happy. This scene was seen by Allegra upstairs. Her nails were deeply embedded into the flesh, and her hands started bleeding. She felt heartbroken, but she had nowhere to release her feelings. These feelings could only be buried deeply in the heart to rot. She should give them her blessing, but just... she didn't know if she could do it, as it was too cruel for her. Luca was someone she would never have. But... she was crazily in love with him. ******

It had become her mystery too, whether either of us wanted that or not. I sat there a long while after the hallway went quiet, phone face-down on the desk like it might stay contained if I refused to look at it. It buzzed again before I worked up the will to check it. She deserves to know what you did. I stared at that sentence until the words stopped meaning anything at all, and understood, with the kind of certainty that settles into your chest and doesn't leave, that whatever I'd spent years keeping buried had just found a way to start climbing back out on its own.

Chapter 14: Hope and Love Annie found herself at the graveyard. The rain was pouring onto her head. She realized since her confrontation with first Grace Jones then Jenny Casey, she has made two powerful enemies. It doesn’t matter; she refuses to back down. Her eyes landed on the gravestone where her husband’s name was engraved. A deep frown marred her expression. The big question now, who did she bury? Why did the doctor lie to her? This is questions that needs answers. She needs help but her best friend was heartbroken.

GRAVEYARD~~ EVENING Olivia buried her daughter with the same hands that once held her the first time she entered the world. Nobody came with her to the graveyard, but she did not want anyone there anyway. At that moment, all she wanted was silence. She sat beside the freshly covered grave and slowly placed her trembling hand on it while tears rolled endlessly down her cheeks. All these years, she had only dreamed about Lily receiving a new heart and finally leaving the hospital healthy. Never once had she imagined burying her instead.

She was so aggravated that she felt like she was about to have a heart attack. Everything they had done so far seemed to have come back to haunt them, destroying what they had built so far bit by bit and cutting off all their escape routes. Initially, Sarah reckoned they would eventually be able to turn things around if they just made sure not to lose the lawsuit. However, the tiny bit of hope they had was now completely crushed. Nancy's heart sank when she received another call from the federal investigative agency. She could tell that they were already conducting the final part of their investigation.

Agatha replied. We were in the living room, watching a horror series on N*****x. It was a horror series that was recommended recently, "The Haunting of Bly Manor." I started watching it before we went to Coron, but I paused it because, well, we were on vacation. And yes, we're back home now. We're back in the house, and I'm continuing to watch it. Agatha was also watching with me. We're both fans of horror, suspense, and thriller stuff, so even if all the lights are off wherever we are and only the TV is on, we don't mind at all.

There are more important things that need more attention. All these years I depended on Kevyn, I hoped too much that he wouldn't do to me the things that happen to others. Sometimes I feel sorry for people who have been cheated even if I didn't know how painful it is, but now that I am in a situation similar to what they went through, I can say that it is very painful. It's like the pain is slowly killing me, it's like I'm losing my mind. When I got home, I almost didn't feel like it, my thoughts were floating so much that I almost don't know how I got home properly and got to my room. I just sat on my bed. I feel so numb.

"Oh, my goodness! This woman died a horrible death!" "She was a pureblood werewolf attacked by a rogue. Her body was pumped full of liquid silver!" "How did her family not realize what was happening? Couldn't anyone sense she was dead?" The TV kept replaying the news of my death while the comments section blew up with arguments about how I'd died. People reacted with shock, grief, and even outrage. But not a single one of them knew who I really was. My body was found in an old storm drain at the boundary of our family land. The site had once served as a military water reserve, storing liquid silver bombs during the civil war, but it had long been abandoned.