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~Belinda's POV
I looked at Lisa. Her eyes were already glossy, but I wasn't done. Not yet.
"You think what I told you was bad?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Let me tell you the one that still makes my mom cry at night."
Lisa stared at me silently, afraid to say a word.
"This happened the day the triplets were born," I began, my voice low and tight. "I wasn't there, I was just a baby myself. But my mom… she was the one who saw everything. She told me."
Lisa shifted on her seat, bracing herself.
"You know how everyone says Garrick loved his wife? How he changed after she died?" I gave a bitter laugh. "Yeah. But what they don't say is what he did when she died."
"W-What did he do?" Lisa asked, already sounding scared.
"He lost it," I said simply. "Completely. My mom said the moment Luna died giving birth to the triplets, Garrick went mad. Not just angry. Broken. He trashed the room. Threw things. Shoved healers out of the way. Screamed at the top of his lungs."
