CHAPTER 233

After the funeral, the house felt unbearably quiet.

The silence weighed heavily on me, suffocating in its stillness. Leon was gone, and his absence keep on wounding me every single timel. I sat in the living room, staring blankly at the walls, my thoughts a chaotic mess.

Yet, out of nowhere, I couldn’t shake the conversation I’d had with Sarah from my mind. Her words had lodged themselves deep within me, twisting like a knife.

"You’re not safe, Margarette. Leon was just the start. Whoever was after him could be after you as well. Well, that was just my hunch.”

Her voice echoed in my head, mingling with my grief and fear. Who was this person who could be after me that she was trying to warn me about? I had so many questions, but no one to ask anymore. Leon, the one person who could give me answers, was gone.

But while I was deep in my thoughts, I suddenly felt a gentle touch on my shoulder, pulling me from my reverie and it was my aunt. Aunt Lou stood beside me, her eyes soft and full