A stalker at the funeral

What do you even wear to your enemy's funeral? I mean, she is a dead bitch now. Does it even matter? I had no respect for her in life, so why should I when she is dead?

I gave a heavy sigh, then pulled out an old ensemble, which was just a plain black dress with long sleeves, an oversized hat, and black heels.

And even though I was dressing down, I still looked better than Olivia on even her best day.

"Well then, this is tragic.'' I said to my reflection, then watched the cigarette burn down to my fingers and felt a red mark.

''Even in death, this bitch still finds a way to take you from me. Still find a way to weasel yourself in my life."

This truly is tragic, I squeezed eye drops in my eyes so that when I get to the burial ground, fake tears will flow.

I didn't want to attend Olivia's funeral, but Felix made me and then there was you. Sounding pitiful on a 1 am call. I know that you are hiding something, I won't stop until I find out what