Chapter 394 Book 4 A Mother's Grief

• We watched in silence as she gave a forced laugh and then let out a sob. “Seth – my good boy – I knew – I knew he was not happy but what did I do – I kept pushing him and, in the end – in the end, he decided he had enough.” She wiped the corner of her eyes. “If anyone killed him, I did. I pushed him to his death.”
• “He didn’t do it though,” I muttered, watching as the proud woman turned to the side to wipe the corners of her red eyes.
• “W – What?” She muttered, her eyes cutting to me. “You never knew him –“