Chapter 1573

They would not mourn her death. Matthew looked at Gale's empty hands. "No flowers? Gale, she's dead, and you didn't even bring a bouquet of flowers." Gale replied, "Maybe you misunderstood. I'm not here to mourn her." "Then..." "I'm here for Heather. She seems, well, not quite normal," Gale said. Heather, completely disregarding who was around or what was happening, continued to hold onto the tombstone, caressing Natalie's memorial photo. She muttered to herself. Matthew explained, "Since Natalie's death, she's been murmuring about Natalie to herself." "She was a bad mother. What is there to regret?" "Gale, she's gone. Can't we just let bygones be bygones?" Gale clarified, "No, we can't." Some things would not just disappear with death. Natalie's sins lingered forever. The harm caused would be everlasting. Must she forgive and let go just because she had died? Matthew wanted to say something, but Gale spoke first, "There is nothing to say. Natalie is only my blood sister. I