Lost Me Gained Regret

She looked like a flower wilting in the fierce storm.

"Mom!"

I hurried over, taking her hands in mine.

Mom patted my head, taking a long while before she spoke, "I'm sorry, darling. I'm sorry for what happened to your grandma."

"Mom, this isn't your fault."

I frowned at the injuries on her body, "But what happened to you? How did you get hurt this badly?"

"Compared to your grandma passing away, these are just scratches."

Mom brushed it off but sighed, feeling guilty, "I keep thinking, if I hadn't thrown that party, maybe they wouldn't have had the chance, and you and your grandma wouldn't have..." "Mom!"

I cut her off, seriously, wiping away her tears, "Whether you threw that party or not, we were out in the open, and they were hiding in the shadows. It's impossible to guard against that all the time. So, it really isn't your fault. You can't think like that!" Mom looked at me with such tenderness. I squeezed her hand and walked her back to her hospital room.

"Mom, you're hurt too. You need to rest. I have to take grandma to the crematorium now, let her rest in peace."

Mom looked worried, "What about you? How are you holding up?"

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine..."

At that, she seemed to finally relax and fainted.

bad. She might never wear an evening gown

your disappearance and your grandma's death, hasn't slept a wink, and

thought

needs to rest. Once she wakes

the door to tell

he left, I turned

me back to the morgue, opening the neighboring

revealed the face inside, my body

"Victor..."

said, "He was trying to protect grandma. Got hit by a falling beam,

paused, "Grandma didn't make

taking a moment to gather

and I

saving her with his

I thougybe grandma wanted

Victor

the

be with her down

three of them reunited.

bury him in the Myers

Gregory, we

cremation, everything was