Chapter 119 CHAPTER 119: WHAT I COULDN’T SAVE AND WHAT I’LL HAVE TO SAVE

~Wayne's pov~

The cemetery was quiet in the way only sacred places ever were.

Not silent never silent but hushed, as though the world itself knew to lower its voice out of respect. The wind moved gently through the trees, rustling leaves like whispered prayers. Wayne parked his car beneath the old...

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