Sunlight After the Storm
After Emily Cross died in an accident, I went through three years of absolute hell.
This year, on the anniversary of her death, I escaped from a rehab facility overseas just to see her one last time.
Stumbling into the cemetery in a daze, I passed a couple walking the other way. The man's voice was laced with annoyance. "You're almost at your due date, and you still insisted on coming to the cemetery. What a hassle."
The woman gave a soft laugh. "We agreed we'd come pay respects to your father. I couldn't just back out."
That voice stopped me cold.
Turning my neck stiffly, I saw the face that had haunted me for three years.
Emily Cross, heavily pregnant.
And beside her was my mother's illegitimate son, Jake.
A chill ran through me. Shaking, I pulled out my phone and snapped a photo. Then I sent it to her forensic pathologist friend.
[She's not dead, is she?]
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