Chapter 132

Chloe’s POV

The day of Hilda’s burial was heavy with silence.

The sky was gray, not raining, not sunny. Just suspended in stillness, like the world itself was unsure how to respond.

I stood beside the casket in a simple black dress that fell loosely over my body. My stomach was still tender from childbirth. My steps were slower. My movements careful. Jessica remained in the hospital under observation, and leaving her even for a few hours felt like tearing something open inside me.

But I had to be there.

For Hilda.

People gathered quietly. Neighbors from our old apartment. A few former colleagues. Some hospital staff who had grown fond of her. Even a few executives from the company stood at a respectful distance.

The police were present too.

They did not cuff me.

They did not restrict me.

They simply observed.

My charges were still pending. My name was not fully cleared yet. But the public arrest and the recent