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... wasting her time. Yet, here she was, standing under the lazy snow without a proper jacket, watching as they lowered a coffin into the ground.
"A small funeral," he’d said. But why were there ’family’ friends, friends of ’family’ friends, servants of ’family’... That’s what Kael had called them.
There were around a hundred or more attendees, but that didn’t mean much to Reana at the moment. After all, she couldn’t stand in the middle of the crowd and yell for everyone to leave no ...
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