This statement only made matters worse, especially with my pitiful appearance. Lilian came up and slapped me, "What are you pretending to be innocent for? You're the one who killed my brother!"
After taking that slap, I stood up, clearly humiliated, and exclaimed, "What do you want from me? Logan fell off the cliff on his way to see you! You keep talking about strawberries—what strawberries? It's not even strawberry season! Even if it were, you could get them at any supermarket without needing to go up a mountain!"
What I said was the truth, but in my previous life, I had been too heartbroken to think it through.
I paused for a moment before continuing, "Besides, you and Mom never told me about her illness. If Logan didn't tell me, who would have?"
"I've already been willing to take the blame for Logan's death. What more do you want? Do you want me to die alongside him?"
As I spoke, I pushed past the crowd, pretending to head for a wall, crying out, "Logan, take your time on the road to the underworld; wait for me!"