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Chapter 9

Behind them, my mom let out a twisted laugh.

She had been watching Pauline’s demeanor with a kind of grim satisfaction.

She spoke softly, barely above a whisper, “Chandler, did you see the little one Mariah carried?

“The other coffin… that was for her.

“There was even a set of clothes in there,” she paused, a mocking tone creeping into her words. “Oh, wait. The clothes were ruined when you threw the dirty napkin at them. So they were tossed out.

“Your daughter died with nothing to wear.”

Chandler stood frozen, his gaze fixed ahead.

“Chandler…” Pauline’s voice trembled with fear as she spoke cautiously, “Don’t ignore me. Say something…

“You know how much effort we poured into getting that drug to the clinical trial stage,” she continued, her voice turning steely, her gaze hardening.

“When I noticed an unusual reaction in Mariah, I worried that we’d have even bigger problems when the drug went public. So I thought we should continue with the trials.”

She took a slow breath,
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