Death

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Layla's pov

"Father wasn't I always your favorite child...no matter how much you disliked our mother, wasn't I the one whom you have still adored, even more than Layla?" I saw Marianna speaking those words to Duke Everdale with some sort of a insane and eerie calmness.

Standing in the head office I saw the scene which seemed to be too far-fetched for once the ducal house which was considered almighty had its duke looking so pale and ill.

"I-I have wronged my child.....I have sinned, tell me what do you want Marianna?" He sighed, his eyes dull and sunken, bled dry after crying for hours. It was just a day after my funeral and maybe my father was regretting ruining his daughter's life and mourning my early demise.

"Then father, please drink this." Marianna poured a glass of red wine which was always something that my father loved since young but seeing the scene I could not help but tremble. He looked at Marianna's face in shock before it subsided and a blooming smile graced