Chapter 82: Plea
Chapter 82: Plea
Grace's grip on the steering wheel was so tight that it felt like her bones might break beneath the pressure. Her chest ached and it felt suffocating as the burden pressed against her ribs, making it harder to breathe with each passing second. No matter how much she tried to calm herself, her hands refused to stop trembling, and the nausea curling in her stomach only made it worse.
Her mind wouldn't stop replaying it, wouldn't stop reminding her of the nightmare she caused everyone.
Yesterday had been Faith's death anniversary.
Everyone had gone. Her father, the servants, even the people who had barely known her but still stood at her grave, pretending they cared. They had brought flowers, whispered prayers, bowed their heads in mourning as if their presence made a difference.
And where had she been?
Locked inside her room, trying to take her own life while staring blankly at the ceiling, willing the hours to pass. She had told herself she wasn't av

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