“There was no marker,” she said gently. “It looked… abandoned. But it was beautiful, covered in flowers. I thought Danny would find peace here.” She paused, her tone turning fragile. “I even had the caretaker reach out to the family… offered compensation. Why are you reacting like this? You’re scaring me.”
Every word made my skin crawl.
I didn’t waste another second.
Grabbing a shovel from one of the guards, I dropped to the ground and started digging frantically, clawing through the disturbed soil, desperate to undo what they had done—to bring Ashley back to the place I had made sacred for her.
“Morwen, stop!” Thorian barked, stepping in and yanking the shovel from my hands.
I looked up at him, my vision blurring with rage.
“You’re disgusting, Thorian,” I hissed, my voice shaking as I fell to my knees and started digging with my bare hands instead. The cold earth cut into my skin, but I didn’t care.
Selindra’s panic spiked, her voice suddenly sharp over the line.
“Stop her! Don’t let her touch Danny!”
Two men grabbed me from behind, dragging me away from the grave.
“Let go of me!” I screamed, struggling violently against their hold, my entire body shaking with fury and grief.