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ahead. The colored photograph of Lily embedded in the stone seemed to watch me, her

innocent smile a reproach to my failures.

"Ethan!"

Victoria's voice startled me. | hadn't heard her approach. She rushed to my side, her face a

mask of concern.

"King, lethelp you," she said, reaching for my arm.

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| turned to her, my expression hardening. "Why are you here?"

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My tone was low with displeasure. This moment was meant to be private-a father's belated

tribute to his daughter.

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Victoria's eyes widened with practiced innocence. "Ethan, don't be angry, I'm just worried about

you. You're not fully recovered yet, and you insisted on coming to see Lily."

She stepped closer, her hand still on my arm. "I know | can't persuade you, but I'm really afraid

that something might happen to you if you cto the Cemetery alone..."

Her voice broke, tears filling her eyes. "And...I'm really guilty! Knowing that Lily died on the day

Emma fell ill, I really..."

Seeing her tears, | felt a pang of sympathy. Victoria had always been emotional, her heart easily moved by

others' suffering. She felt as guilty as | did, though her guilt was misplaced.

"You were also worried about Emma," | said, patting her hand reassuringly. "You couldn't have

known about Lily."

Victoria leaned into my embrace, sobbing with convincing despair. Her body trembled against

mine, her tears soaking through my shirt.

"But | really feel guilty... That was Lily... Your daughter...| really wanted to treat her as my own."

(Victoria's POV)

| sobbed against Ethan's chest, my tears flowing freely. Years of practice had madean

expert at crying on command.

Inside, | felt nothing but relief. Lily was dead and buried, no longer a threat to my plans. The daughter who might

have eventually revealed my true nature to Ethan was gone forever.

| had worried when Ethan first mentioned Lily's death. Had Olivia told him everything? Did he know about the

kidney transplant that should have gone to Lily but went to Emma instead? Did he suspect my role in redirecting

that donor?

But his reaction had confirmed my safety. He knew nothing of my involvement. He still sawas the

compassionate friend who would never harm a child.

If only he knew the truth-that | had personally ensured the kidney meant for Lily went to Emma instead. That |

had manipulated medical records, bribed officials, and threatened a

doctor to make it happen.

Emma had needed that kidney. My daughter's life was worth more than Lily's-at least to me. |

would have sacrificed a hundred children to save Emma.

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And now, standing at Lily's grave, | continued my performance. | wept for the child | had

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helped kill, all while planning my next move to secure my position in Ethan's life.

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"But | really feel guilty... That was Lily... Your daughter...| really wanted to treat her as my own."

The words tasted like ash in my mouth. | had never wanted to treat Lily as my own. | had

wanted her gone, out of the way, no longer competing with Emma for Ethan's attention or

resources.

| glanced at the Crystal-Embroidered Ice Princess Gown Ethan had brought. | remembered how

Lily had begged for that exact dress-the sone | had bought for Emma. | had delighted in

her disappointment, in the tears she had tried to hide from her father.

Now Ethan was bringing it to her grave, too late for her to ever wear it. The irony was delicious.

| pressed closer to Ethan, making my body tremble with false grief. He heldtighter, his

strong arms offering comfort | didn't deserve or need.

Over his shoulder, | stared at Lily's tombstone. The colored photograph showed a smiling child

with Olivia's emerald eyes. Those eyes had always unnerved me-too observant, too knowing.

Even at four years old, Lily had seemed to see through my facade.

Good riddance, | thought, even as | continued to sob tically.

"But | really feel guilty... That was Lily... Your daughter...| really wanted to treat her as my own."