into an exclusive designe

sharp, tailored black dress that looked like high-fashion mourning

d-red lipstick. She put on the dress and pinned the hat to her hair. The black veil fel

ack semi-truck pulled up to the curb outsid

out of the store on seven-inch black stilettos a

cars lined the driveway. A string quartet played so

laughing and networking. Aspen Barrett fluttered throug

uck air horn ripped through the elegant mus

wn. It slammed directly into the wro

e tires and plowed straight onto the expensive lawn, tearing up chunks

uests scattered in blind p

Her face turned purple with rage. She marched t

whined as it lowered. Four men in cheap blac

agged three heavy, pure black coffins out of the tr

crowd. Bringing coffins to a charity

embling finger at the boxes. "Who did t

door of the tr

epped out. Evelina jumped down from the h

s. Her steps were slow, meas

er black veil. It lifted, revealing her fla

he bone structure, but her brain refused to connect t

nt of Aspen. She let o

said. Her voice cut throug

na? ! You ugly freak! What

guests stared in shock at the legendary ruine

veins. She raised her hand and swung it hard,

nd shot up, catching Aspen's wrist mid-air. Her fingers cl

. Her knees buckled as

her right leg, and drove the pointed heel of her stilet

s flew through the air. Aspen crashed backward, la

forward. She grabbed the heavy wooden lid and slamme