53. Grams and Pops
Sabrina's POV:
I approached their grave. I held Wynter's hand firmly in mine. No matter how many times I repeat to myself that my parents are gone, it's still hard for me to digest everything.
"Hey, Mom," I approached my mother's grave.
Wynter looked at me to notice my reaction. When she saw me looking longingly at my mother's grave, she too did the same she stood right in front of me and said, "Hello Grams," she said, looking at my Mom's grave.
My eyes started watering, looking at Wynter doing so.
Mom would have loved to see my children, and Dad would have spoilt them rotten while Mom would make delicious savories.
Mom always wanted me to find a boyfriend and settle down in my life. Maybe she knew that her life would come to an end soon. Perhaps that's why she wa
