Mother.

Belinda's POV

It has been a long time since I have been at my mother's grave. I never wanted to go because I always felt guilty. I thought I let her down because I did nothing to prevent her death or to avenge her. Today, my heart is hurting because I know I am saying goodbye to her again. I remember her funeral. There were many people because she was very popular in this city. My father pretended to be sad. I knew it was fake. I knew he had something to do with her death because he also looked guilty. People who didn't know him did not understand how guilty he looked. However, I knew how guilty he looked because he couldn't look me in the eyes. I knew he had a girlfriend. My mother called me and told me she was distraught. I thought he felt guilty because of his girlfriend. But when I found out that my mother wanted to divorce him, I knew that he had something to do with her death, as he never wanted to lose her money. I tried to calm her over the phone. I didn't know it was the last