My heart started pounding.
Across the cemetery, my sister Vanessa stood beneath a black umbrella staring directly at me.
Not grieving.
Watching.
The moment our eyes met, something cold crawled down my spine.
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My heart started pounding.
Across the cemetery, my sister Vanessa stood beneath a black umbrella staring directly at me.
Not grieving.
Watching.
The moment our eyes met, something cold crawled down my spine.