"Your mother did not die of giving birth, Abigail. I went to meet her that night. To apologize for my bad behavior. I did not feel it but I wanted to see you, my niece. I wanted to hold you in my arms. When I saw her, she was feeding you.
She had smiled at me like always but for the first time her eyes looked dim. She had told me that she will leave soon so I do not need to worry about her anymore. At that moment, I thought she was talking about returning to her home.
I did not comment on it because of my brother's warning. But who would have thought.'' That was the second time Abi had heard that. But it still did not make any sense. How could one know about her death? Until… She had planned it herself?
"Do you think she ate poison or something?" Abi looked mortified by her own thoughts but her aunt only clicked her tongue and refused.
