Hot and familiar

Author's POV

Monday night was cool with a nice breeze, and unusually noisy as the people of Los Angeles were in and out of their houses doing stuff and enjoying the night.

Nora could hear the sounds of a guitar as she lay on her room bed, and she sighed in frustration as the guitarist was playing a song that added to her sadness and anger.

She had come back to her room right after Priscilla left. Catherine had gone out with her car, obviously not comfortable with the current mood that was radiating in the house.

It was left for Nora to decide what she wanted to do with her life. She wanted to get up and take a stroll alone to see if it'll calm her down but she was almost too weak to even get up from her bed.

Why are bad things always happening to her? Who did she offend? Is there any other person in the world that is in a situation worse than hers?

Nora opened her phone, going to her contacts to see if there was anybody she could call. None.

She won't shed a tear; she prom