Romilda just wanted to go away and sulk now. She wasn't really in the mood to hang around. But he apologised, and she waved him away, trying to hide a ghostly tear. How long before she was completely forgotten?
So long as there was Rosie, and Liam, and Millicent, then perhaps she would have those who remembered her enough to actually mourn her passing. But Anthony had moved on. He was happy with someone else. She couldn't do a damn thing about it, and truth be told, had more time passed, she might have been able to accept it.
She held up her hand when he started to say more, not interested in any sort of analysis of it. "Just don't think on it any more," she said, still sounding like a child. "You don't have to try and appease me, I'm dead. I don't have any feelings to hurt any more."