~Averys POV~

My mouth was wide open and I didn't blink. That's the woman I heard. Natasha's mother. I heard Natasha's mother die, but that must mean that the menacing laugh came from…Oh god.

Natasha walked to one of the pictures that were hanging on the wall. It had a crack along with the picture. She wiped it clean on her dress and stared at whoever was in it.

Natasha handed me the picture, I was hesitant at first to grab it. Not sure what I would see. But I decided to ...