The day of Lady Caldwell's funeral dawned gray and somber, the sky weeping in tandem with the mourners gathered at Caldwell Manor. The grand hall, once filled with laughter and warmth, now stood cold and unwelcoming, draped in mourning black.
Naya stood near the casket, her eyes red-rimmed and vacant, clutching a wilted white rose. Her siblings were scattered around the room.
—Serena by the window, staring into the distance, staring into the distance, Hailey clinging to her father's leg, her innocent eyes wide with confusion, and Kaylen conspicuously absent, his grief too raw to face the ceremony.
A guests milled about, offering hushed condolences, a group of distant relatives huddled together, their whispers slicing through the heavy silence.
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I heard the doctor said Lady Caldwell had a hole in her heart.
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*Gasp* Someone must have done black magic on her. After all, She was the most beautiful woman here, everyone was jealous of her.
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Tsk~ What's so good about that stupid woman?
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Her green eyes, don't you know her eyes were the most beautiful? Almost like an angel's?
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*frown* I think that woman used black magic that's why she was this beautiful.
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