Hope POV
APOLOGY. That's all Larissa wanted from the beginning. I understand that now. The whole town, especially my grandparents made her who she is now.
I read a quote from Vicki Harrison before. Grief is like the ocean; it comes in waves, ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
Just like Larissa, her grief came in waves and even though she tried her best to learn how to swim -- there were so many factors that weighed her down. The people in this town including my family ruined her until she had nothing left and her face is covered in dirt.
"But your daughter had to return to town." Larissa smirked.
"Where is your brother?" she asked.
"He is not home yet."
"How is it going with the plan?" she said as sh
