CHAPTER 73

In a detached house, far from the city, Deloise spent her time reading, strolling the little town, and thinking of her next port of action.

She remembered that day. How she called Doris with snot running down her face, and her life scattered beyond repair. She was sent here to get herself together.

The first few days were spent crying and wallowing in everything that had befallen her. While the following days were spent thinking of the multiple ways her life could have been if she did things differently.

As time progressed, she became empty. Nothing seemed to matter anymore and she couldn’t tell if it was a good or bad thing.

Regardless, she went about her life, doing mundane things and hoping to find the will to live again. With her progress, she doubted she was anywhere near ready.

Doris called with news on her visit and she didn’t know what to expect. Other than the regular check-ins, they hadn’t seen each other since that awful night. It was their first time meeting after shit