REBIRTH OF A RUTHLESS ANGEL

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s now nothing more than a lifeless shell, her soft brown hair matted against her pale skin, and her once bright eyes now dull and vacant. The eerie silence

Glenira's still form. "It's done," he whispered, the words dripping with cold satisfaction. His hand, sti

r twin sister's body. Glenira, who had always been the more beloved of the two, was now nothing more than a tragic casualty of their dark ambition

stray lock of hair from Everly's

w do we get rid of this body?" she asked, her tone harsh and practical, as if di

in the cursed river," he suggested, his voice carrying a sinister edge. "No one will bother to look for her body if they eve

e dark, swirling waters of the cursed river, swallowed by the secrets it had claimed

a to the abandoned tower house, stepped inside. His eyes darted nervously between the twins and the lif

ructed, his tone cold and authoritative. "Y

en such a large sum of money was on the line. He approached Glenira's body, his hands steady despite the unsettling task ahead. With practiced ease, he began to bundle her lif

hey had to return to Glenira's birthday party, after all. Their absence would raise questions, and the last thing they needed was to draw attention to the

nd laughter in the dimly lit hallway. By the time they reached the exit, their expressions were

daring to linger any longer than necessary. The drive to the cursed river was a short one, but it felt agonizingly long as the oppressive silence pressed i

mbling as he touched the surface of the icy water. The river was as dark and foreboding as the

ed river. The water splashed up around her as she sank beneath the surface, the ripples quickly fading as if she had never been there at

back to his car, eager to be away from the cursed place. As he drove off, he felt a strange

river would never forget wh