CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
The ice dome had become a silent tomb of amber light. The sisters stood motionless beneath the glowing screens that had just shown Victoria’s public memorial for them.
The world outside now believed they were dead…peacefully gone, choosing eternal seclusion that ended in tragedy. A scholarship bore Elena’s name.
The valley was celebrated as a sacred site of redemption.
Their story was finished, neatly packaged for public consumption.
Elena’s voice broke the stunned quiet.
“They buried us while we’re still breathing.”
Mara’s fists clenched. “Nine months of air left and the world already mourns us. She didn’t just seal the valley. She sealed our names.”
Sienna sank to the frozen ground, the locket cold against her palm. “Our grandchildren think we chose this. T
