Margaret's hospital room was just the same way it was in my past life. She was laying down in bed with a mask over her face and a needle into her arm while she was pretending to be unconscious.

Liar.

In my past life, I had found out after she came to mock me a few days after I buried my child. She told me that my child was nothing but a bastard and her reason for staying with us was because she wanted to find Jason a new wife. I tried to tell Jason but he didn't believe me.

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