Camilla
I never thought I would be back here, the place where I fell to my death, in a dream? In another life? After years we are finally getting ready to sell the apartment where we lived our first marriage. At first, it wasn't clear who would own it, between Scott and his brothers, but they decided that, as he was the one who lived here, he deserved it back. But we didn't want it, it felt tainted. For me because of my death, for Scott because this is where his father ambushed me and Sharon tried to kill me.
"This is pretty, but boring," little Pamela announces.
"That it is," I agree with my little girl.
"Why are we here? I want to go to the park."
"As soon as we are done here," Scott says. "We are here to sell this place. We used to live here before you came to live with us."
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