The chapel had gone still in the way silence only happens when everyone is afraid to move wrong.
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Chapter 2 / 4
Chapter 2: The Recording Begins
Chapter 2: The Recording Begins
A voice filled the chapel.
Not the priest.
Not a mourner.
Jessica’s own voice.
Clear. Sharp. Undeniable.
“She wouldn’t sign the divorce papers, Eleanor…”
A collective gasp broke through the room.
Someone stood up in the back pew.
Then another.
David went still.
Jessica’s face drained of color so quickly it looked like it had been wiped clean.
“That’s not—” she started.
But the speakers continued.
“So I paid a mechanic two thousand dollars to cut her brake lines.”
The words didn’t echo.
They landed.
Heavy.
Permanent.
Eleanor’s expression didn’t change. Not once.
She didn’t look at Jessica.
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She didn’t look at David.
She looked forward, as if she had been waiting for this exact moment longer than anyone in the room could imagine.
