Renee’

"What do you mean?" John asked, his face conveying his confusion.

I looked pointedly  from him and Amora and whispered, "Now is not the time..."

John looked down and his daughter, who was watching me with a shocked expression and then brought his gaze back to mine and stated "I’ll be back."

I watch numbly as he grasped Amora, and started walking her way from my door and down the hall. I noticed Amora still watching me as I quietly shut the door, crossed to my chaise, and resumed the position I have been in.

Fetal

Sobs irrupt again, as decades-old sorrow filled me, compounded by the fresh pain I was feeling now.

It felt like only moments before rapid knocking sounds sounded at the door, like gunfire at to my heart, and I rose, my stomach sinking at the thought of what I was about to do.

What I had to do...

I open the door without looking without waiting to acknowledge who was there and spent on my he