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In early September, Elizabeth passed away quietly, just days after celebrating her hundredth birthday. She had been with them for an entire century. For the pack, she was a pillar of strength and wisdom, and though her loss brought tears, it also left behind countless memories. Scarlet had spent nearly four months by her grandmother’s side, fulfilling every wish, cherishing every moment, and making sure her final days were filled with peace and love.

I had hoped my father would be someone important, whenever he lived, hoped one of the grand monuments would be reserved for him. But none were. In fact, his name was not to be found anywhere. As we finished our search, back to where we began at the entrance, I looked over, and realized that there was one last row of graves. It was the row closest to the street, closest to the entrance. We walked it slowly, stone to stone. And there, at the very end, it was. A tombstone: “Elizabeth Paine. Died 1692.” It was the same Elizabeth Paine of Salem. The same woman of Hawthorne’s Scarlet Letter. The same woman who, Caleb had told me, had mated with a vampire. The same woman who bore my last name. This

*"July 15th - Found pills in my tea. Making me sick. Dizzy. Can't think straight." *"July 20th - He brought me up to the balcony tonight. Wanted to show me the view. I'm not allowed near edges anymore. He says I might fall."* The final entry was barely legible. *"July 25th - Going to try the balcony again. If something happens to me, look for the others. Check the garden shed. He keeps trophies."* Elizabeth died July 26th. "Fell" from the same balcony where Jason died. Violet's coughing turned to retching. I had to get her medicine, but my legs wouldn't move. The pieces were all there, forming a picture so horrible I couldn't process it.

"Yes, I did. She died because of me. It's all my fault she's in this grave." "How did it happen?" I didn't mind that Liam was really interested in this story. I just assumed he cared, that's all. "Elizabeth found out Drew was cheating on her. I don't know how but she did. You know, she confided in me and asked me if I knew anything. What could I say? I told her I didn't. And then on one stormy night, Elizabeth came to my apartment drunk and very devastated. She found out that I was her husband's mistress. She was so hurt, I couldn't even defend myself. She just felt betrayed and had a lot of things to say to me. When she was about to leave, the rainstorm got worse. I tried to stop her but sh

She looked to the other side and saw Elizabeth’s face. Elizabeth arrived in a dirty prison that was wet and shabby. In front of her, there was Elaina, who was locked in a cramped, messy prison. Hogan stepped outside, allowing Elizabeth to give her final goodbye to Elaina before dying tomorrow. “E-Elizabeth. Are you… Are you really going to let me die?” At last, Elaina asked with a weak, yet cold tone of voice, realizing that she had driven to the brink of the cliff. “I wonder why you did that to me?” Elizabeth asked.

Aunt was Elira was dead. Murdered.

she screamed in anger. Anita stood there not moving. Her eyes were on elizabeth. She couldn't believe that she was finally able to kill Elizabeth. The bitch finally died. She was so happy but she couldn't express her happiness because of the tension in the room, and she couldn't give out more reason for them to know that she was the one that killed Elizabeth. Well, as far as she knows…. She died of low oxygen level. No one will ever suspect, except Evelyn of course. But she can handle her.

“How come I never came across it?” “Most likely you didn’t look in the right places. You probably used historical or medical texts, instead of those on criminology. My book makes no mention of it, or of Adelaide Fishburn’s horrible death for that matter, simply because it wasn’t relevant to its focus.” Alex nodded. “Well, I’ve finished the dissertation now, so it’s too late for that.” His curiosity was sparked, though, and he couldn’t help himself. “What year was it?” “1869. A young girl called Ellen Grady. Poisoned by her sister Mary.”

--- 7 July 2021, Forest Hills, Oregon — Tragedy strikes the town of Forest Hills once more after authorities confirmed the death of Eleanor Swanson (17), found dead in her bed early this morning by her mother after she went to wake the girl up for school. The coroner pronounced Eleanor’s death at five past nine in the morning from a complication of an anemic condition that had been exacerbated by pneumonia. Local police have not discounted foul play as Eleanor’s older sister, Elizabeth (18), was murdered only a month before in the very next room they found Eleanor in. The cause of Elizabeth's death had been exsanguination, the act of bleeding out the body. There had also been evidence of rap

Quentin is the one who told me that mom drowned and my father is the one who saved me. The way I remember it, Eliza Bancroft died after she was speeding on a winter day. The car went through the barriers of the bridge and it sank. The real story is much darker. The official story that Clara is likely to uncover is that she suffered a heart attack in her sleep. She never left the house on that winter day. Three stories. One truth. "Which movie is this?" I forced myself into conversation. "I have no idea. We will look it up later. Come sit with me!" She sang. I got under the warm blanket. I drew her close to my side and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. "This feels right Linc, right?"