Grace
It was like looking into a warped mirror and seeing the potential for a different life. In another world, she could have been my sister, sharing laughter, stories, and family gatherings, or a younger version of me: fierce and refusing to back down.
My apologies. You are a coward.
My jaw trembled at the thought of Eason. The guilt was knocking at my heart, not just because of him but because of this woman in front of me and the woman I had been before. The pain made my chest tight.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I found myself unable to respond. My body seemed so far away. I heard voices yelling around me, speaking, but I couldn't respond. It was like I was watching a movie.
Then, I saw the glinting gleam of a casket and a crisp blue suit. The scent of death and funeral flo
