A Dying Wife's Checkmate

The Hidden Heir

Author: Aster / Lune

The Hidden Heir

At 7:30, Killian carefully got up, turned off the alarm, and tucked Cordelia in with a blanket.

Cordelia woke up, grabbing Killian's hand. "I'll go with you."

Killian shook his head. "You can go later. Get some more rest."

Cordelia nodded and let go of Killian's wrist.

*****

At the funeral home. Killian arrived at the funeral hall with the hearse. The somber black-and-white decor felt suffocating.