"Wait, it’s Leopold's graveyard?" Thalassa gasped, taking a more scrutinizing look around. She had attended Leopold's funeral, but it was during the day.
And she had come uninvited. The Sinclair family had explicitly forbidden her from attending. She had to take a cab, snuck in through a side entrance and watched from a distance, saying her silent goodbyes to Leopold.
Her heart was a wreck then, too consumed by grief to take note of her surroundings.
Now, as Debby brought up the fact that they were standing in Leopold's resting place, Thalassa was taken aback and began to examine her surroundings with intent.
It was dark with no streetlights for guidance, only the weak glow of their car's headlights.
As Thalassa scanned the area, a faint sense of familiarity crept in. She had driven here in a panic, trying to shake off the car that was tailing her, and had ended up in Leopold's graveyard.
"It's night time, and there are no lights. The world has too many roads that look the same. How can I tell where we are just by a few trees?" Thalassa replied to Debby, her voice tinged with frustration.
"Excuses!" Debby retorted, her gaze piercing and intimidating.
The rural road was naturally dark and eerie. As Thalassa met Debby's grim and fierce stare, she felt a chill go down her spine.
She took a step back instinctively, eyeing Debby warily.
Debby closed in on her, her expression dark. "He's been lying here for over a month. Have you even bothered to visit?"
"I'll visit him tomorrow. It’s too late now, and it's pitch-black. What could I possibly see?" Thalassa defended herself cautiously.
But Debby kept advancing. As Thalassa nervously stepped back, her foot caught on a stone and she stumbled.
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