Jake pursed his thin lips and did not speak. He also found things unpredictable.
In the morning, Sheila laughed and talked to them while having breakfast together. Unexpectedly, she passed away in the afternoon, just like his grandfather back then.
Before Grandpa committed suicide, Jake could not see that he had any suicidal behavior at all. By the time he learned about it, it was already too late.
“It’s my fault. It’s all my fault…” Aria grabbed the blanket and blamed herself painfully.
After hearing this, Jake frowned tightly, he held her face, looked at her crying face, and said in a deep voice, “It’s not your fault. None of us can expect what will happen the next second, so it’s not your fault!”
Listening to his words, Aria said in a trembling voice, “But…but I obviously had a chance to save my mom. I didn’t stop her. I just let her go to the Wilson’s house by herself. I…”