Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 105

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One of the staff heard her, her voice shaking with rage.

“Why the hell did you pay double for that house? The one you two lived in?”

“She’s married now. She’s not coming back to you. It’s over!”

The woman who told me looked exhausted.

“We should’ve turned her away from the start.”

“She screams all day. She’s acting like she’s lost her mind. The other clients are furious.

We’re getting complaints nonstop.”

“We had a psychiatrist come in because we were worried she might hurt herself. She

threw him out.”

A few weeks later, Parker and I went to my parents’ graves. It was the anniversary of

their deaths.

They were buried next to Harry. Someone had left white gardenias on both graves.

Just like the last two years.

The flowers looked untouched, still wet with dew. I could smell them, faint and sweet.

I stared down at them, and my mind went back to when I was a kid.

We’d just finished visiting the graves one year. Mom was teasing Dad about what

happens when you die.

She said it right in front of us kids, no filter. “hate lilies. White gardenias are my

favorite.”

“When I’m gone, that’s what I want. White gardenias.”

Dad waved his hands, like he could ward off bad luck. “Don’t say things like that.”

Justin was fifteen that year. He looked at my mom, solemn.

“I’ll remember, Mrs. Vance. I’ll bring you white gardenias.”

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I chimed in too. “Me too, Mom. I’ll bring them.”

Little Harry squeezed between us, giggling. “If Mom likes them, I want them too when

I’m dead.”

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