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The Presidential Suite was luxurious beyond anything I'd experienced in years. Plush carpets,

elegant furniture, a bathroom larger than my entire cottage kitchen.

I ran my fingers along the marble countertop, feeling strangely detached from my

surroundings. The day with Lucas had been... nice. For brief moments, I'd forgotten the

crushing weight of grief that had become my constant companion.

But now, alone in this opulent suite, reality crashed back in. Lily was still gone. My

life was

still shattered. And no amount of go-kart racing or luxury accommodations could change that.

I filled the enormous bathtub with hot water, adding the lavender bath salts provided by the

hotel. My muscles ached from the day's activities, unaccustomed to so much movement after

months of grief-induced lethargy.

As I was about to undress, my phone rang with a video call from an unknown number. I

almost ignored it, but something-intuition perhaps-made me answer.

The screen remained black for several seconds. Then a voice spoke, distorted and

unrecognizable.

"Hello, Olivia. Missing something?"

The camera shifted, revealing a familiar object that made my blood freeze in my

veins. The Moonwood Ceremonial Urn containing Lily's ashes.

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whispered, horror washing over me. "How

the voice cut in. "What matters is what happens

to show Sacred Moonlight Cemetery, the

shadows across the gravestones.

this urn again, come to your daughter's grave. Alone.

my voice shaking with fury

voice replied simply.

leaving me staring at a blank

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grabbed my coat and purse. I didn't bother changing out of my

on proper shoes. Nothing

taking the service elevator to avoid being

hailed a taxi outside,

Moonlight Cemetery.

felt interminable, each second stretching into eternity

Those ashes were all I had

losing them was unbearable.

at the driver and ran through the cemetery gates,

the path

walked countless times before..

figure standing beside my

sat precariously on the edge of

recognizing her even in the dim

smile playing on her lips.

a powerful thing,

me my daughter's ashes," I demanded, taking a

urn, her fingers brushing its surface. "Not so

move and little Lily goes

terror gripping my heart.

already?" Victoria laughed, the sound echoing through the silent

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urn, cradling it with mock tenderness. "Such a pretty container for such

worthless child."

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