Before The Funeral Rain

Before The Funeral Rain

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Grief comes in waves. But for them, it came with the rain. When news breaks that their estranged father is dead, three siblings who haven't spoken in years are forced back under one roof. The funeral is in 48 hours. The will is locked. And the house still holds every secret they tried to outrun. Old wounds reopen faster than the sky turns gray. Accusations fly. Loyalties shift. And as the storm rolls in, they realize the man they're burying wasn't the only thing left buried here. Some truths only surface before the funeral rain. *A story of family, betrayal, and the things we never say before it's too late.*
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They said she didn't try. They said she chose herself. They said she was the reason their parents died. So they threw her out... like she never belonged. Three years ago, Meher lost everything in a single night-her parents, her home, and the only people she ever called her world... her brothers. Meher was the last person who saw them alive. She promised to save them. But she failed. And they believed she never tried. But what if the story they believed... was never the truth? When fate brings her back into their lives at a wedding that was never meant to reunite them, old wounds begin to bleed again, truths start to surface, and hearts that once loved... begin to shatter all over again. Because sometimes, the one you hate the most...is the one you never stopped loving. And sometimes, the biggest misunderstanding... costs you everything.

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