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?

your sins with true remorse." He sounded almost manic-one moment claiming to

the history

of my knee, and

at me. "Chloe, you should be thankful that I like you. Otherwise, today wouldn't be about kneeling. It

sent a

doubt he would follow through on

to rise. "If you won't tell me about the feud between the Sanders and the Carlyns, how can I

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it's not your fault but your grandmother's.

was my late grandfather, and Penelope was obviously

"What happened back then?"

your grandfather found out, he went to demand her back, but Quintus

heard from my father and everyone else my grandfather

could my grandfather have done that? Was there no

a bitter laugh.

powerful warlord family. We had no power. We had to go to Penelope, but she was even worse than Quintus.

cared."

the time the country was being rebuilt, and the old warlords were crumbling. A new order

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 various officials and rich men. When she

grandmother said she was locked in a basement by the Sanders, chained like an animal. She was treated worse than a dog. Even their servants could torment her. It was too much

even wealthier. Despite my grandfather's attempts to comfort her, my grandmother died one winter night. When we found her, she had hung herself beneath a plum tree. The snow had fallen all night, freezing her

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