Chapter 3 - The Dead Daughter Whispers Secrets Inside the Coffin
Before Grant could demand Daniel step down from the pulpit, a soft rustling sound echoed from the polished mahogany casket.
The mourners in the back rows shifted uneasily, murmuring among themselves as they stared toward the front of the sanctuary.
Grant froze, his blood turning to ice water as he stared at the flower-adorned casket resting upon the altar platform.
“Did you hear that?” a woman in the third row whispered loudly to her husband.
Daniel Cho remained entirely calm, offering a subtle, knowing nod toward the heavy wooden lid.
Suddenly, the satin-lined lid creaked open an inch, letting a beam of morning sunlight cut across the floral arrangements.
A pale, perfectly manicured hand pushed the heavy lid back further, revealing a familiar face to the terrified congregation.
Emily Sterling sat upright inside the velvet-lined coffin, her emerald eyes locking instantly onto her unfaithful husband.
She turned her head slightly toward the front pew where her mother, Evelyn, sat clutching a white handkerchief.
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And then, in the dead silence of the holy sanctuary, Emily leaned toward her mother and whispered, “Looks like I win.”
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