Aria's POV

My brother had always had that weird habit of making jokes at the worst times.

I didn't fancy that habit and we'd fought about it so many times.

But Drew knew better than to play this sick joke on me.

I laughed. "That's nonsense. You know I hate it when you joke about things like this."

"I'm not joking."

"Yes you are. Because the last time I saw mum, the last time I saw mum, she was healthy. She wasn't sick."

Words refused to sink in. I was shaking my head as I ...