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There i was, seated for my funeral service. My pictures hung all over the place. I watched the guests move forward one by one to drop a flower on the corpse. I watched how some cried in pity, while others just shook their heads. I heard some go to the back of the room whispering, that i deserved to die. Then it was Sophia's turn, who i would like to declare my ex best friend. She walked hand in hand with my husband, comforting him. The only two people i had in this world after my father's death. The only two people i had after i was convicted a criminal for killing my father. They hooked up just 2 months after i allegedly died in a bomb attack while in police custody. I sat and watched helplessly on the wheel chair as they both walked up front to pray for my soul to rest in peace. Pathetic. "Rose, come on. Let's go pay our respects to Eve." I simply nodded and Marc pushed my wheel chair towards the front. We both placed our flowers on the coffin and paused to pray. I only closed my eyes for a while and opened them to look at Marc who was standing next to me. If only he knew i was actually Eve. If only he knew i was an Impostor. If only he knew the real Rose, his wife, was the one lying in the coffin.
ยก The Impostor
