Chapter 241: The Ring
Rose stood up from the seat without thinking about it. "What happened?" she asked.
Welma frowned as she took in Rose’s appearance. "I should be asking you. Your eyes are all red."
Welma pulled her hand from her pocket and approached Rose. She lightly touched her on the shoulder, and Rose sighed. She dropped back into her seat.
"What happened?" Welma asked.
Perhaps it was because she was too mentally exhausted and emotionally drained, or she just wanted to try to ease the pain a little bit—Rose replied before she could stop herself.
"It’s my mother," she whispered, surprised that more tears weren’t running down her cheeks. "She has always been sick, but I think this might be it."
Welma put her hands over her mouth to keep from gasping. "I am so sorry," she whispered.
She didn’t know who her parents were, but Welma knew she would be devastated if she ever found out either of hers was dying. It was weird—she didn’t think much about her parents, as there was nothing to think about—but at the same time, she strangely cared about them.
Rose shook her head. "Don’t apologize. We always knew it was coming, and frankly, I hate that she has been in that much pain all my life, but I would want nothing more than to be by her side. Yet here I am." Wearing fancy clothes and playing house when Mot’er is dying.
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"Enough about me," Rose said and shook her head. The topic was too weighty to discuss. "What happened? You walked in like you’d seen a ghost."
Welma immediately lost the color in her face again and stood to her full height. She stepped away from the chair and put her hand in the pocket of her apron.
Welma shook her head lightly as she mumbled, "It’s too cruel."