CHAPTER 247
It was a week after the turmoil at the old Rogers mansion had settled, a week where tears brimmed down like a waterfall on the whole of the Roger’s family. Peace Churchill stood at the edge of her daughter’s grave, a heavy weight of sorrow pressing down on her chest. The fresh earth still looked raw, the flowers she’d laid wilting under the relentless sun, much like her spirit. Louis was gone, and with her, a light had dimmed in Peace’s world.

“Imagine how much I’ll have to pay or how long I’ll have to work to settle the debt I owe Kendrick,” Peace muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. “You made us all feel like he was some kind of maid.” Tears pooled in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks, mingling with the dirt on her hands as she clutched the gravestone.

Beside her, Katherine Rogers wiped her tears, regret twisting her face and rolling down her cheeks. “This wasn’t supposed to happen, Peace... If only I hadn’t pushed Kendrick away, he might have been able to help.” she lamented
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