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    There, her eyesnded on the calendar. A red circle marked the date—it was the anniversary of her adoptive parents’ passing.


    That day, Choria’s sweltering heat finally broke. Heavy clouds gathered, and a fine drizzle veiled the city in somber gray.


    Without telling anyone, Ste took the day off. Carrying a bouquet of white lilies, she made her way alone to the secluded Everglow Cemetery.


    Rain streamed down the worn stone steps, carrying with it the scent of wet earth and fresh greenery.


    The cemetery was almost empty. Besides Ste, there was no one around, just the steady sound of rain and the asional cry of a bird far away.


    She held a bunch of flowers in her arms as she slowly climbed the steps. Her heart felt just as heavy as the gloomy sky hanging over her.


    When she reached the familiar row of pines and cypress trees, her eyesnded on the two dark tombstones standing quietly together. The smiling faces of her adoptive parents were forever frozen in the photos on the stones, just as warm and kind as she remembered them.


    Her lips pressed together. Even before she could speak, her throat tightened, making it hard to breathe.


    Tears blended with raindrops as they slipped down her cheeks. Kneeling down, she carefullyid the lilies before the graves, her hand brushing across the cold, damp stone. Years had passed, yet the wound in her heart remained raw.


    “Mom, Dad… I’m here,” she whispered like a child seekingfort. She sat before the gravestones, pouring out her heart.


    “I’m sorry it took me so long. All these years, I’ve been chasing the truth of that night. I swore I’d bring justice for you.”


    The rain kept falling, soaking her hair and shoulders, but she barely noticed. She was lost in her thoughts, speaking as if they could still hear her.


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    Her voice broke now and then with sobs, but there was also a firmness in her words. “I think I’m getting close now. It was Alonzo Briggs, William’s uncle. He’s the one who ordered the car to hit you. He’s already been arrested. But I know it doesn’t end there. There’s still more behind it.”


    She remembered William warning her about arger group backing Alonzo, and the thought made her uneasy. She couldn’t let herself rx.


    Sniffling, Ste forced a shaky smile. “But still, it’s good news, isn’t it? At least I’vee this far.”


    Even as a little girl, she’d always chosen to share the good before the bad. She hesitated, then took a deep breath before saying quietly, “There’s someone else. His name is William Briggs.”


    The admission felt heavier than the storm pressing down on her shoulders.


    “Yes, he’s Alonzo’s nephew, but he’s nothing like him. He’s been risking himself to help me. He found the evidence we needed, and he was the one who sent Alonzo to prison.”


    Her words softened, filled with guilt. “I know it doesn’t make sense. How could I fall for someone from their family? Maybe I really have lost my mind.”


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