Chapter 624
Megan thought momentarily before slipping into a black suit and heading to the funeral home. She noticed Trystan smoking in the distance when she got to the entrance.
She paused briefly, and her expression turned to one of fear. Then, she hurried over, her face serious. "Trys, what's going on?"
Trystan took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his face. "Elijah's dead."
"How could that happen?" Her eyes filled with tears, and she clamped her hand over her mouth in shock. "What happened? I remember seeing him just a couple of days ago."
"Just a couple of days ago?" His tone turned cold.
Megan shook her head. "I can't really recall. I might have gotten it wrong. How did Elijah... die?"
"He was in a terrible car accident," came Trystan's reply. His eyes were icy as he stared at her through the smoke. "His car was burned down to just the frame, and Elijah was unrecognizable."
"That's awful. That's just so awful." Tears ran down her cheeks as she pressed her hand

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