"I should go and take a look. No matter what, the child is innocent."
Shirley chose to go with Braden and Amelie to the tomb where the child was buried.
It was the most western part of Seatle City. In the lush cypress trees, there were many tombstones, and it was a little eerie.
Shirley sat in the back seat of the car and looked at the passing trees. Her heart was a little heavy.
No matter what the grudge between her and Amelie was, this child was an absolute victim, a sin that Shirley could not escape from!
The atmosphere in the car was very depressing. The three of them did not speak, only the sound of Amelie sobbing.
Although Shirley hated Amelie, she understood how painful and desperate a mother was after experiencing these things!
"Here you are."
Shirley took out a tissue and handed it to Amelie.