neveahs P.O.V
That devatating day when my mum died made me think deeply about things. My father and i sat in the hospital waiting for the unknown news to be served for us.
It seemed my father already knew she was dead but i didnt think anything of it. I prayed for my mothers survival. screaming, shouting, crying was all i did
as the thought of my mother being in her death surpassed my mind. Nothing got better,. In fact, it got worse and the doctors even had to kick me out of the hospital,
not allowing me to see her body for the last time in my life. the thing that played on my mind was. why? why her? why her of all people on this earth. that man
in black ? who was he / i just couldnt cope. My life had just dissapeared, evaporated, condensed.
neveahs dads P.O.V
Yes i killed my wife, stop judjing, jumping to conclusions and you havent even had the audacity to ask why, well she had an affair with my brother, she didnt even think to
use protection because she said she wanted to have him baby because she loved him?? like hell to the no. I dont believe that shit no more and guess
what... she got pregnant! why am i not suprised? that fool would of opened her legs for any man who would take her. I was just angry. That bullet wasnt even
meant to touch her. Accidents happen, you know. I need to make sure neveah dosent find out, even if it means murdering my own daughter
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