Sharp cries and broken laughter

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Rosa’s POV I couldn’t stop thinking about what Alex had told me. My mind was racing so wildly that sitting still felt impossible. Earlier, while I was asleep, he had gone to the hospital where my grandfather had been rushed when he was discovered dead. He had requested his file. “Your grandfather didn’t die because he skipped his pills that morning,” Alex had said. “He had taken some pills that morning and he had been taking them consistently…only they weren’t the original drugs he was supposed to be taking. And he had been taking it for a long time.” “Wh—what does that mean?” I had asked, my eyes widening with surprise. “Someone was poisoning him?” “Yes, Rose. Someone in this ranch,” he replied, his jaw tightening. “I’ll be hiring a private investigator to uncover the truth.” He h

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