married for show
The reality was a physical ache in my ribs.
A soft, hesitant step echoed on the stone floor behind me. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was.
Chloe stepped up to the edge of the coffin. She looked completely pale, her dark sunglasses pushed up onto her head, her eyes red and swollen. She looked so small, stripped of all her usual armor. She stared down at Dad's body, her lower lip trembling violently as the tears began to stream down her cheeks. She looked like she wanted to speak, to beg him for forgiveness, but the words wouldn't come.