Death Of Aunt May Novels & Stories

Aunt May was a naturally reticent person. Among everything she hated, she loathes bothering others. No one would believe that after suffering such a loss as that of her husband, she would not turn to friends and family for assistance, but instead, would depend solely on whatever she could make up for her survival.

Chapter 70: The Whole Story Faith’s P.O.V “It’s time you learn about the real reason behind your parent’s death.” Confusion and hurt clashed like opposing forces, leaving me suspended in a state of turmoil. What was my aunt even talking about? The real reason for my parent’s death? They died in a car accident…didn’t they? I saw their bodies…I saw their broken, tattered remains…I saw the blood… But the last few moments had tilted my whole world on its axis, and my aunt wants to tells me this isn’t over? That…whatever just happened now…wasn’t over yet?

He nodded at me and understood that I couldn’t leave Maya alone when she was this distraught. “They’re all dead, my aunt and cousins too. I can’t believe it, who would want to kill them all?” I didn’t have any answer for her, well, not any she’d like, so I just kept quiet until Abby and Nova appeared in our living room. “I’m so sorry Maya. Come with me and I’ll order us some tea, you’ll feel better in a bit. Let the men go to work and help your father.” Nova took charge and Maya nodded her head as she stood up and took Nova’s hand.

Later, Milli called to inform her last living relative about Marni’s death. “Hello, Wild Anemone Bed and Breakfast, how may I help you?” “Aunt Elizabeth, it’s Milli… I don’t know how to tell you this, but Marni died yesterday.” Milli and Marni had visited their aunt at least once a year until their parents had been killed and Milli had gone alone twice after that. “Oh, sweet child, tell me exactly what happened?” Her gentle elderly aunt insisted.

Her mind thought of the living conditions of her father and her sister. Her father's sister, Aunt May, and her father had not been on talking terms for a long while. They were strained siblings and it took a lot of convincing to make Tom Woods, her father, agree to go live with his sister. Sheena's mind drifted to how hard it must be for her father. His man ego must have crumbled and it didn't help that Aunt May was a difficult woman. Aunt May blamed Tom Woods for the death of his wife, Sheena's mother. Aunt May also believed Mr Woods ruined her niece's life.

Sure life had its challenges, but she was stable, giving a strong base for those who depend on her. Her uniqueness was a sense of herself – from confidence without brashness, from courtesy, from kindness, and a distinct sense of style. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t attend Fred’s burial girls,” Aunt May started.” My heart is with you all, and I’m really sorry for your loss. Fred was a wonderful man.” They had retired on the couch, Fred was always a sensitive topic for the girls, they starred at one another in silence, waiting for someone to break it. “Thank you aunty.” They chorused.

He would never believe me. And then— A knock at the door. Kieran’s voice was sharp. “Come in.” The door opened. And Aunt May stepped inside. For a moment, the world froze. Her heels clicked against the floor as she walked in, her trench coat trailing behind her, rain still glistening on the fabric. Her expression was steel, her lips pressed in a line that promised fire for anyone who crossed her. I had been expecting my father, but Aunty May showed up instead.

Back then, she still felt like my sister. That scar was the one proof I had left that once, a long time ago, she had loved me. Please, I thought. Look at it. Please recognize me. Her phone rang again. This time, it was Aunt May. "Serena, honey, is Adrian with you? He hasn't answered me in days, and I'm starting to worry." After our parents died, Aunt May was the only one who still slipped me hot meals, folded bills, and quiet kindness when no one was looking.

"What are you doing?" Dad looked at Mom in disbelief. But Mom only let out a cold laugh, no hesitation in her eyes as she plunged the syringe deep into Denise's back and yanked it out just as swiftly. Watching Denise grimace and wince in pain, Dad's face instantly turned crimson with fury. "Nicole, have you lost your mind? Do you even realize what you've done?" His voice cracked. Mom let out a bitter, tearful laugh. "Yes, I've lost my mind. I lost it the day Mary died."

What about her aunt? " What happened to Aunt May u?" Nicole asked, almost shivering. Allen wasn't happy the way Theresa was already acting. "She's fine, taking treatment in the hospital. Your brother is with her and she would be fine.."Allen replied. Just then, a call came through that Sederic said the fellow who drove the trunk had been abducted by his bodyguards. Allen said he should be shut up under the basement and fed with dry bread daily until he decides to see him. Nicole was already sobbing. "Ah aunt May, aunt" Nicole was sobbing.