From Dust to Ashes: A scorned Bride
The walls were closing in.
“Fuck!” I roared, slamming my palm against the wall. The sting grounded me for half a second.
The phone call still echoed in my mind.
“Rose didn’t make it. She died that night, Benjamin. I’m sorry.”
The night of Julia’s attack. The same night everything exploded. And now Rose was dead.
God. God.
I dropped to my knees, eyes burning, throat tight. Tears came before I could stop them, thick and hot, pouring down my face as my hands trembled. “She did this,” I whispered. “Julia… she planned this.”
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