Third Person's POV
Lance's death had derailed the bonding ceremony, leaving Sabrina still stuck in the pack. Evelyn paced the living room, seething with frustration, just as the very source of her annoyance walked in.
The moment Evelyn laid eyes on Sabrina, her face twisted in pure disgust. "You walking plague!" she spat, her voice trembling with rage. "How dare you show your face here? Haven't you brought enough ruin upon our family?!"
"You're a cursed omen, Sabrina. Stop coming around. My mother actually wants to live to see tomorrow," Alfred added, his expression equally cold and dismissive.
Sabrina walked up to Evelyn, her face a mask of absolute calm, her eyes as still as dead water. "Lance died three days ago. You two knew the whole time, didn't you?"
Both of them froze.
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