SELENA'S POV
"Please, save my husband," Mrs. Evans begged the nurses as they rushed Mr. Evans away on a stretcher.
Seeing her, I was overwhelmed with guilt. Aiden was walking up and down the hallway, clearly worried about what might happen to someone he cared about.
I started crying as I remembered my dad's death; the pain of losing him hasn't gone away, even after all these years.
Mrs. Evans's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "This is your fault," she accused.
"Why did you do this to my husband?" I quickly denied it, covering my mouth with my hands, shaking my head.
"Be quiet! Weren't you the last person he spoke to?" she demanded, making me wish I could just disappear.
Being blamed for something I didn't do is the worst. How could I have known he had heart prob
