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venom, such hatred.

“If it weren’t for you, Ethan wouldn’t have been forced to marry that omega b***h,” she

continued, pacing before the tombstone. “He would have been mine years ago.”

My hands clenched into fists, nails digging painfully into my palms. How dare she? How dare

she come to my daughter’s grave and spew such poison?

“And now he’s obsessed with finding you,” Victoria spat. “He rejected me tonight because of

you!”

She kicked at the ground in frustration, her foot connecting with the white flowers I’d left during my last visit. The delicate blooms scattered across the grass, petals crushed beneath

her heel.

“You little mongrel, born of that omega b***h!” Victoria’s voice rose, echoing through the quiet cemetery. “Even in death, you’re still causing me trouble! If you don’t give me peace, I won’t let your spirit rest either!”

To my horror, Victoria pulled out a small bottle filled with dark liquid. My heart pounded with the premonition of something terrible.

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“You’re to blame for being born to that b***h Olivia Winters,” Victoria continued, unscrewing the cap. “Next life…oh, I forgot, you don’t have another life! Hahahahaha!”

Her laughter echoed through the cemetery, cruel and mocking. She tilted the bottle, preparing to pour its contents onto Lily’s grave.

Something inside me snapped.

“Victoria Frost, stop!” I screamed, lunging from my hiding place.

I didn’t think, didn’t plan–I simply acted. My body slammed into hers with all the force of my

maternal rage. The impact knocked Victoria to the ground, the bottle flying from her hand and

spilling its dark contents over her expensive clothes.

“What the “Victoria shrieked, scrambling to wipe the liquid from her blouse. “You crazy

b***h! Do you know how much this outfit cost?”

I didn’t care about her clothes. I didn’t care about anything except protecting my daughter’s

final resting place from this woman’s malice.

“How dare you!” I snarled, kicking her hard in the side. “How dare you come to my daughter’s

grave!”

Victoria tried to rise, but I kicked her again, forcing her to her knees before Lily’s tombstone.

“Apologize!” I demanded, my voice barely recognizable even to my own ears. “Apologize to my