"What did you just say?!"
Sebastian's breath hitched, and I saw his entire body tremble. For some reason, watching him fall apart brought me a fleeting sense of satisfaction—before the overwhelming sadness crashed back in.
"So, you do know fear, Sebastian."
I bent down, picked up the death certificate he had thrown to the ground, and slapped it against his face.
"Open your damn eyes and look, Sebastian! Look at what this says!"
His face turned deathly pale. He clutched the paper tightly, staring at it for what felt like forever. Even his voice was shaking.
"Juliana… baby, this isn't real. You're messing with me, right? Lillian—she… she can't be gone…"
He reached for my hand, desperation and regret clouding his eyes.
But what good was that now?
Lillian was dead.
She died the night
