Because as Neveah’s concious struggled to wake up, she was stuck in the inbetween. And met by the last people she wanted to see.
“Mom...dad.” The people she never knew, junkies that disappeared from her life so long ago...presumed dead. Now confirmed.
Able to see it in their eyes, how they died...horrible and avoidable if they’d just...stop hurting themselves? The parents who had never set out to be, looked at their child now. Not a child and on a path they couldn’t dare to even look down because it wasn’t thier place? They were also unable to even fix their mouths to ask for forgiveness.
“Hello daughter.” Tom York softly nodded as he stared at her like he wanted to memorize every detail.
Jana Kennedy looked at her for a moment the same way and breathed, “You grew up so beautiful.
