Art Post: Kali at the Funeral During Pride of Your Heart

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Cas instantly recognized the woman in front of him: it was Kali, or Kalista Patel, the woman from the champagne brunch. She was just as striking as Cas remembered, with her dark hair, dark eyes, and olive skin. She wore a tight black dress that bared her knees and shoulders, a stunningly large black hat, sharp and high black heels, and brilliant red lips and nails. She placed a perfectly manicured hand on his elder brother’s shoulder and smiled, just as she had at the brunch-warmly.

“Gabriel,” she murmured. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

Story Link: The Pride of Your Heart