135. RUN

KATERINA

The cool night air brushed against my face as I sat on the sand, legs pulled close to my chest, staring out at the dark water. The moonlight shimmered across the surface, casting a silvery glow that seemed to stretch infinitely into the horizon. I’d come here to clear my head, to escape the endless grind that had consumed me over the past few days. Work had taken over every part of me, and I hadn’t realized how badly I needed to breathe until I found myself here, at the edge of everything.

I had spent the first few minutes on arrival on crying my eyes out. I missed Kelvin, no scratch that. I really, really missed Kelvin.

His funeral held weeks ago and it was the saddest thing ever. Reina wasn't there. His sister, Whitney was not even there either. Actually, I did not want her to be there. I did not need negative energy at Kelvin's funeral; I mean, I could not be thinking of killing his sister at his funeral.

So yeah, it was just me and a few of his colleagues at his funeral,