Amelia's Pov
The cemetery was quiet, filled with silence. The kind of silence that I felt the day my parents were murdered. I moved towards where my parents were buried. Kneeling down, I brushed away the remains of last year's flowers and replaced them with new roses. My hands traced the letters on the graves.
Richard Garcia
Beloved Father, Husband, and Friend.
Kira Garcia
Mother, Sister and Friend.
“I’m here,” I smiled, my eyes teary. “Just like I promised, every year. I miss you both so much.”
I could feel my heart ache as I remembered those days My father’s laugh. My mother’s soft humming as she cooked. The way they held hands even when they thought no one was looking.
All gone in one night. One dangerous night.
Tears flowed down as I looked at their graves. My grandfather,
