“This is all so backwards, though,” she muttered. “You get money and
wealth to stay alive. To keep your family alive. Now I have all this
fucking money and other forms of wealth, and I still lost you. What the
fuck?” She was going to get such a headache from all this crying later
on, but fuck it. Wasn’t this what she was supposed to be doing?
“I mean, I-I know all this wealth is going to make sure that neither I
nor my kid will ever have to get involved with shady shit to feed
ourselves, not like the two of us had to, but, that’s just…” She buried
her head in her hands to avoid looking at the empty temple. “That’s not
what I ever hoarded money for! That was to get the two of us through the
next day, the next week, the next month. And now you’re gone, and I
won’t have do that anymore, ever, and I failed at the one job I had! If I’d had the diamonds ready immediately after you died, none of this would have happened!”
Grief – Chapter 3 – Kimiko93 – Critical Role (Web Series) [Archive of Our Own]
Overdressed & Underappreciated 