What Should I Do?

Dasha's POV

Geralda smiled and replied, "I didn't expect you to inherit your mom's tendency to ask many questions!"

The three of us are now in a car, who knows whose. Geralda was desperate enough to break into one of the cars parked behind the hospital.

I didn't know she was good at it. She had a spare key.

"Don't you think the owner of this car will be confused about his vehicle? What if he is carrying a sick family member?" asked Nicholas suddenly.

I sat tense in front of the tombstone, my eyes glued to Geralda, sitting on the other side.

"What do you mean, Geralda?" I asked shakily.

Geralda looked at me seriously, "I know this is hard for you, but you have to listen. Rachel... she killed your parents, Victoria and Jacob."

I almost staggered. It was like being struck by lightning in the middle of the day. "What? No way! Rachel, She wouldn't dare go that far."

Gerald nodded slowly, "I didn't believe it either at first. But the evidence is pretty strong. The poison used to kill them