The rain pounded on the ground, pelting us with its hard drops, but we didn't care. The mud was starting to wet my shoes, but it was the least of my problems.
Victoria knelt 의해 the tombstone and dropped a rose. "Good-bye, Jenny," she sniffed.
Annaliese rubbed her back appreciatively. "I'm sorry for all the times I've been mean to you. I guess... that's what sisters are for." She had stopped crying yesterday, when she ran out of tears.
Christopher shoved his hands in his black suit pockets. "I'll get him back, Jen," he muttered. "I swear it."
I knew he meant the Joker, but I had deep feelings...
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