"Eliza, oh Eliza, I thought you were tougher than this. Turns out, you were just as breakable. You've really done it this time, playing yourself to death. You couldn't have picked a better time, could you? You've handed Casper over to me on a silver platter. Don't worry, we'll

be happy. Just watch us from down below."

Nova pulled out her phone and dialed Casper.

Once, twice, three times no answer. By the fourth call, it went straight to voicemail.

"What's going on? I was humiliated at the engagement party. He should be here comforting me. He can't still be upset about Eliza, can he?"

Forget it.

Why hold a grudge against someone who's no longer here? Only Casper and Caroline attended Eliza's funeral. The Welton family's cemetery was eerily quiet, with gentle snowflakes

graves-one for Eliza and one reserved by Casper for himself. He had decided that in death, they would

are you trying to impress? Who even

exhaled a deep

cold

you? She's such a lively young girl, always with a bright, sweet smile. Sometimes, I wondered how such a wonderful girl existed in this world. She truly seemed

she was so caring. Yet, her life was so bitter. She loved you so much but never got your

constant pain...

ever intend to. You just used her as an outlet for your frustrations. You never planned to have a

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