Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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I hadn't expected to find a cemetery in a place like this The sight of so many tombstones hit me like a wave, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

But I pulled myself together. If this were insignificant, he wouldn't have brought me here at this hour.

I buried the fear. After all, living people were far more dangerous than the dead. Case in point, Yael.

I had died once before, and I knew firsthand how helpless one could feel, even as a spirit.

I didn't back away, Instead, I stepped forward. Most of the names on the stones were Carlyns or had connections to the Carlyn family. Was this their family's burial ground?

The oldest grave seemed to belong to Yael grandfather not an ancient ancestral site, but more like two generations buried here.

His grandfather's tombstone stood the tallest, grandest, and was placed at the furthest point.

As I got closer, I noticed something different about Ronald's tombstone, He was buried with his partner, And in front of it were objects that looked strangely familiar.

The jewelry I had worn on my wedding day, Ethan's watch, Jake's belt, and a rusty lighter that was barely recognizable.

Seeing those things made my blood boil. I was consumed with rage.

They were responsible for my death. Now, they were using our lives to honor Ronald and his partner.

"Chloe, I've always wanted to bring the Sanders here to apologize to them," Yael's voice broke through my thoughts, What was he implying?

sins with true remorse." He sounded almost manic-one

managed to ask, "What's the

warning, he kicked the back of my

you should be thankful that I like you. Otherwise,

cold, clear eyes sent

no doubt he would follow through on his

"If you won't tell me about the feud between the Sanders and the Carlyns, how

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"I know it's not your fault but your grandmother's.

Sander was my late grandfather, and Penelope was obviously my

"What happened back then?"

"Back then, Quimus saw how beautiful my grandmother was and kidnapped her in broad daylight. When your grandfather found out, he went to demand her back, but Quintus nearly killed him."

I'd heard from my father and everyone else

frowned. "That doesn't make sense. How could my grandfather have done that? Was there no law

gave a bitter

tone was cold. "Back then, the warlords ruled. The only law was the gun. Your grandmother's family was a powerful warlord family. We had no power. We had to go to Penelope, but she was even worse than Quintus. My great-uncle and his wife went to speak with her, and she had them killed in the street. We were just an ordinary family. Killing someone was like killing a dog to them. In

cared."

We just hoped our grandmother would come back soon. It was around the time the country was being rebuilt, and the old warlords were crumbling. A new order was emerging. It was only then

the time she came back, our grandmother was barely alive. It wasn't Quintus. The Sanders used her beauty to trade for power. They treated her like an object, sending her to the beds of

treated worse than a dog. Even their servants could torment her. It was

used their power to shift from military control to business, growing even wealthier. Despite my grandfather's attempts to comfort her,

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