When she learned my mother had passed away, sadness filled her face.
“Oh, dear child. When? How?”
“Three months ago. There was an attack. Rogue wolves.”
My voice cracked on the words.
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I couldn’t help but shed tears too.
“I always feel like I was the one who killed my mother.”
The words tumbled out before I could stop them.
“If I hadn’t become Garrett’s mate, but had earned her medical expenses with my own hands, none of this would have happened.”
“She would still be alive. She would have gotten the treatment she needed.”
Mrs. Brown immediately set down her cleaning supplies.
She patted my
shoul
“Oh, sweetheart. Don‘
pulled me into her embrace.
you dare blame yourself.”
Her voice was fierce with
maternal protection.
“Actually, your mother called me once, many years
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I looked up in surprise. Mother had never mentioned calling anyone from home.
