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Jay and one other moved a rosewood coffin out of the truck. As they placed it on the ground, it thudded loudly, shaking up a cloud of dust from the pavement.

"Ah!" Stephanie gasped in utter shock, her eyes widened and the expression on her face grim.

It was an extreme taboo to give a coffin as a gift in their culture.

Stephanie's face drained of color and her body was trembling.

Sean cackled and croaked pretentiously, "So tell me, do you like the gift? Just so you know, this coffin is made of high-quality rosewood. It's such a pity that Dylan, my dear cousin, had to die at such a young age. Such a pity that his life was filled with so many thorns. Getting insulted every day, oh, what a shame! But he shouldn't worry cause I will take care of his wife for him. Also, we bought this coffin from the generous bottom of our hearts. He was so poor so it's obvious he wouldn't have been able to buy himself a coffin, which is why we are all here with this gift and our condolences. I'm sorry for
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