Echoes of Sacrifice

Lenora smiled thinly—a smile full of sadness and acceptance.

"My life no longer has meaning, Mrs. Ashbourne." Lenora's voice was quiet but firm. "Officially, I'm already dead. Lenora Winslow was buried seven months ago. No one is waiting. There's no future I can fight for".

Vivienne was silent, staring at the young woman before her with a gaze that began to soften.

"But Leona is different," Lenora