Ashley embraced Mrs Denver tightly. “I hate that this had to happen”
Mrs Denver looked more frail and pale. “I hate it more I promise you"
Ashley held on to her. “We didn’t even get to do all that we planned to. We still had a lot ahead of us...”
“I know it sucks"
“I thought the arthritis was getting better. I gave you all your medications. You had all your massages on time. What could have happened?” she asked in a tear-filled voice, she got to her feet and walked up to the man at the door, he was Mrs Denver’s younger brother. “Sir Adam I took good care of her"
He held her hand. “It wasn’t your fault. You did your best. I love how you took care of her. She adores you, you are all she talks about” he smiled at her, “And I can’t appreciate you enough for all you did...” he exchang
