Chapter 47: Funeral
Eira sat by the kitchen table, going through the morning papers with a smirk.
A bold headline read, "Henry Blackwood's Stocks Drop 40% in Overnight Plunge."
She let out a small laugh, setting the paper aside.
Just then, Callian walked in, holding an envelope. "Morning. This came for you," he said, handing it over.
Eira raised an eyebrow as she took it, glancing at the formal seal on the back.
Breaking it open, she pulled out the letter and began reading. As her eyes scanned the words, her smile faded.
"What is it?" Callian asked, noticing her shift in expression.
She swallowed, staring at the paper. "My old teacher… the one from primary school. The one who…" She paused, taking a deep breath. "He passed away. Suddenly."
"Wow… well, he deserved it."
"I know, but they're inviting me to attend his funeral."
"You don't have to go to his funeral, you know. No one would expect you to."
