The moment those words were spoken, a flash of lightning split the night sky, followed by a thunderous roar that shook the air outside the window, accompanied by the increasingly fierce roar of the rain.
An instant of silence choked the room, leaving only the slow, creeping tick of time upon them.
"Death?" Celine repeated the word.
"Sis, death is too neat. It's a clean ending, a resolution where all debts are settled and considered paid off because the debtor is no longer in this world."
The woman paused mid-sentence, flashing a faint smile that didn't reach her eyes. Instead of erupting in anger, her shoulders slumped relaxed, as if a heavy burden had just been lifted from them.
