Then Liam staggered—and fell beside his brother.
Panic spread instantly. Guests rushed forward. Violet screamed for help.
But before she could even pick up Liam, a crushing pain seized her chest. She struggled to breathe… and then she collapsed too.
Within minutes, all three were motionless.
A nurse at the party checked their pulses—then looked up, pale.“I’m so sorry… they’re gone.”
The funeral was held that very same day.
Under a white canopy in a cemetery, grief hung heavy in the air. But what shocked everyone wasn’t just the tragedy—it was the coffin.
There was only one.
A large, unusual casket held all three bodies: Violet and her twin sons, laid together as they had been in life.
Eleanor had insisted on it.
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