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LUCIEN’S POV
“Angelou!” Came Alpha Grayson’s sharp warning, and Angelou took in deep, shaky breaths, wiping her tears furiously. “Shall we?” Alpha Grayson pointed towards the door, and I moved past them to unlock it.
Although, Alpha Grayson kept up a tough face, I knew he was breaking within. He, just like Angelou, obsessed over Monica. She was beautiful, smart, graceful and above all, she was their daughter—The daughter they both loved with all their hearts.
I led them inside and they walked in.
“Have a seat, please.” I said, directing them to the sofa with my hands. I knew they didn’t care for tea, but it was all out of courtesy.
After brewing the tea, I went to sit on the sofa opposite theirs, serving the tea in little mugs.
“Monica’s dead.” Angelou sniffed, staring at the tab
