Chapter twenty-nine
Vivienne Hart POV
°°°°
“No, I don't want them to go to heaven. Please… i… I." I cry out, staring at the two officers who have sat me down after I refused to crawl out of the floor that was all filled in blood.
There were so many spots on my dress, they wiped my hands clean, but I could still feel the way blood traced my palm, the scent of it in the air which was burning through me.
I notice my grandparent's bodies being wrapped as they are getting stretchers to take them away, there are ambulances waiting with nurses running around helping others checking the heart rate of my grandmother to make sure if she has a slight chance of survival.
But deep down, I can feel the way she's longing to go with papa. They always did things together, never leaving each other. A
