The funeral turned into chaos after the mother attacked the coffin with an axe: the horrifying discovery changed everything The cemetery was gray that morning. Clouds hung heavy, like the sky itself was mourning. Mourners shuffled in silence, their black coats forming a river of grief. A priest whispered prayers. The coffin—dark mahogany, polished—stood like a final punctuation mark to a story everyone thought had ended. Everyone… except Elena. She stood apart, a striking figure in a bright blue