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~Velma’s POV
I sat there on the bed with the television light flickering across the room like it was trying to tell me something I did not want to hear. My chest felt heavy, like someone had placed a stone inside it and told me to breathe around it. I kept staring at the news even when the report moved to something else. I did not blink much. I was just trying to understand how everything changed so suddenly.
“I totally forgot about him,” I whispered to myself. My voice was shaking, and I hated that it did. “I forgot. I really forgot. After everything he did for me, I did not even check on him. What kind of person does that make me?”
The words tasted bitter as they left my mouth. He was the only one who ever treated me like I was human in that house. Not just another body passing t
