"It's suspected suicide, Mrs. Masselin," the police officer said to my mother while removing his gloves from his hands. He forced a sad smile and said, "My condolences."
After what happened, we were all shocked by the news. I cried all night in my own room. Amie tried to get in, but I didn’t open my door even though she knocked multiple times. So she gave up and I didn’t hear the knock anymore.
Mom and Seth were most likely at the police station and on the morgue, settling my deceased brother, completing paperwork for our company, and preparing for the funeral of my beloved brother, Nick.
I regretted the days that I wasted being there with him. Nick had always been a good brother to me when I was still young, but when he went to college together with Amie, we never had the chance to ta
