Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 874

On the evening of the twenty-sixth, Rebecca indeed began to hallucinate. Strangely enough, her condition seemed to improve.

She could even sit up as she pointed at the air and shouted, "Get out! Go away! You're all useless, nothing but worthless trash! Amelia, how dare you touch me? You're so disrespectful…"

Rebecca clutched her own throat as if struggling to breathe, her face turning a deep shade of purple.

Since the physician had warned them about her condition, no one thought she was actually seeing ghosts.

Barrett rushed to pry her hands away and shouted, "Mom, there's no one here! Amelia isn't here!"

"She's come to take revenge! She hates me!" Rebecca grabbed Barrett's sleeve, her fierce expression shifting to one of terror. "Tell her I didn't want her dead! I just wanted to enforce some rules! I needed to teach her a lesson! Ah… Stay away, Amelia! How dare you!"

Rebecca swung her arms wildly, slapping Barrett across the face again and again. He stood still, letting her strike him.

It took an hour before she finally quieted down.

Her breaths were shallow, with more air escaping her than entering. Sometimes, Rebecca seemed aware. She opened her eyes to look at the people gathered around her. Yet each time, she didn't see Benjamin or her grandchildren.

She moved her lips, whispering, "Benjamin…"

Barrett was sitting by her bedside. "Mom, would you like some water?"

"Benjamin…"

Where was her eldest son? Where was he?

"He stepped out for a moment. He'll be back soon," Barrett reassured.

Bryan stood nearby, wiping his tears away, his voice filled with anger as he spoke, "Benjamin is heartless. Mom has been so good to him, and he can't even come to see her off at the end."

Rebecca's eyes widened in shock. See her off? Was she really dying?

She was dying.

Her eldest son was absent, and her daughter hadn't even taken a moment to check on her. Not a single person from the second branch of the family had visited.