Chapter 22:
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In Olekgan, everyone knew the old taleโhow Bettina had defied her family to marry Richard. For years, it had been passed around as a tragic romance, told in hushed, admiring tones. Whatever became of them later, their love had once burned bright.
Zoe sank to her knees before the casket, hypocritical tears spilling freely. โBettina,โ she sobbed, her voice deliberately strained, โI will only ever be a stand-in, looking after Richard because youโre no longer with us. Youโll always be the true Mrs. Moore.โ
At her side, Jordyn played her part as flawlessly as her mother. She clutched the casket and wailed, her cries so heartrending that more guests reached for their handkerchiefs.
Richard caressed the polished wood as though it were flesh, his tone solemn yet theatrical. โBettina will forever remain my wife. She will rest in the Moore family mausoleum, and when my time ends, Iโll lie beside herโtogether for eternity.โ
R๐ฐ๐a๐๐ค๐ฆ ีธ๐ฐ๐ท๐พ๐ญs oีธ ga๐น๐o๐e๐น๐.๐ฐ๐๐ฎ
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