GRAY'S P.O.V
I watched the passing sights with little interest, my fists lightly clenched. Dead bodies triggered me because of that man from years ago, but to be honest, I would be lying if I said that Aunt Althea or Aunt Maureen's deaths did a lot to me.
Yes, like Angeline had said, it was unfortunate, and if I could have prevented it, I probably would, but now that it had already happened, I struggled to find any sort of sympathy in me for them.
I could remember how they had tried taking over everything after mum and dad died, and had I stayed weak for a few more weeks, I would probably be in the gutters right now.
I remember how Aunt Maureen flipped the switch to blaming me for my parents' deaths because I wouldn't let them take over, and how Aunt Althea had turned all sweet and
