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Chapter 40 The Funerals

  • SASHA’S POV
  • I stood frozen in the quiet parlor of the funeral home, staring at the empty space where Dad’s casket had been displayed earlier. My mind was a haze, replaying his last smile, his voice. I barely registered Vincent’s low voice trying to reach me—his words lost in the fog.
  • I still couldn’t believe it—Dad and I had been only four hours apart all these years. Just four hours. I kept thinking he was gone for good, somewhere far away, but he wasn’t. If I hadn’t blamed him for everything... maybe I would’ve tried. Maybe I wouldn’t have waited until it was too late. Meeting him again only when he was dying—it broke something in me.
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