Chapter Seventeen

The weeks dragged on. Every time I closed my eyes all I could hear was the sound of the crash. I had barely slept and Aiden practically had to force me to eat. I knew this wasn't healthy for me or our children but I just felt awful. I didn't want to believe it but the truth was Mark was gone permanently. A small piece of me was happy because that meant he could never bother me again. A part of me was sad though because I didn't think he deserved it.

   A small sliver of me thought death was too good for him after everything. I was a mixed sea of emotions and it drove me mad. Despite the lies, the cheating, the constant make up break up cycle, the emotional and mental manipulation and abuse, and just all the shit he had put me through I couldn't bring myself to hate him completely. 

   I had chosen to go to his funeral, only to have his deranged mother screaming at me and insisting it was somehow my fault. She kept saying that she had told him not