Chapter 3

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Anna's POV

A few weeks later I received the news of my parents death. They died in a shipwreck while on their cruise.

I was extremely upset and I missed them very much.

There were two invitations to my parents funeral. One for me and one for Elsa.

I left Elsa's invitation outside her door and went to the ball room scattered with hundreds of paintings so I could read my invitation.

It was going to be held in our local church.

I started crying at the thought of my parents death. They were the only people I could talk to. But now I have no one.

I walked back upstairs into my room as I was getting really tired. I passed Elsa's room and I noticed that the letter was missing from outside her room. She must have read it already.

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The day of the funeral came too quickly. I had a speech planned out and I practised saying it to myself before I left.

There was loads of people there and I knew nearly everyone of them.

Everyone I knew was there at least... apart from one person.

And that was Elsa.

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