Page 126 of Symphony for Lies

“Amelia!” Spencer’s shout rang through the house.He found me instantly, rushing to my side and helping me to my feet.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice laced with guilt. “I didn’t know the news would affect your grandmother like this.”

What news?

What the hell was happening?

“What are you talking about?” I rasped.

“You were right, Amelia. The bride, the wildflowers… It was the right location from the start.” His words rang in my skull like a distant echo. “The victim only had one emergency contact. No family.”

Victim?

“We found Miss Susan Rivers’ body.”

The world spun.

“We had to notify the next of kin.”

Susan? Body?

“Susan?”

Ivy curled around my leg.

My thoughts were a chaotic storm.

My grandmother had heard the news. The shock must have hit her too hard.

Spencer’s gaze was filled with regret.“I’m so sorry.”

I swallowed back the lump in my throat. No. I couldn’t break yet.“Take me to the hospital.”

He nodded. “Get dressed first.”

I ran upstairs, throwing on clothes as fast as possible before following him outside.

“I’m sorry.” The doctor’s voice was calm, too calm.

I struggled to process his words.“Am I understanding you correctly?”

He nodded solemnly, but my mind refused to accept it.

“My grandmother… she doesn’t have long to live?”

The doctor inhaled deeply. “Her heart disease has worsened significantly. Her three main arteries are nearly completely blocked. Surgery was never an option and still isn’t.”

I licked my dry lips, still not fully comprehending.

“We’ve stabilized her for now. She’ll remain under observation for a few days.”

He hesitated.“You should prepare yourself. She has three, maybe four months at most.”

I blinked once. Twice.

“You can see her now,” he said, walking away.

Spencer stood silently beside me.

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