This time, back in London…

The exact same day.

The exact same hour(10:52am)

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Roseline had been calling Ria’s name for what felt like forever.

She stomped toward the room and gently pushed the door open.

The lights were off.

With a sigh, she reached for the switch and flooded the room with light.

Ria was lying on the bed,Motionless.

“You can never keep your room tidy, Ria.”

She muttered beneath her breath as she picked up the flowers from her father’s memorial visit that had been scattered across the floor.

She moved around the room, gathering the piles of clothes spread across the bed.

Suddenly,Ria’s phone buzzed.

Roseline picked...