Chapter 116: The Casket at the Bottom of the Sinkhole

Evelyn POV

I cried against Seth’s chest until I could breathe again. Then I looked up and saw what the room had become.

Dust, webs, mold. Ten years had eaten the wood through. Two portraits on the wall, faces calm. If Grandma were still here, she would never have let the home turn out like this.

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