Chapter 25

Husband

A loud knock woke me up one morning. I turned to the door and looked at it for a few moments, contemplating if I already have the guts and strength to open it. I still don't. So I turned again and just faced the window and stared into nothingness.

How many days have passed since I went to Francis's wake? I can not remember. Julienne texted me saying his burial will be tomorrow. How should I feel knowing that? I don't know.

I shuddered again when the door opened. That spat out the snarling Lideon. I looked at him for a moment and went back to staring out the window. I wanted to smile because of the beautiful plants and the moderate heat of the sun hitting my skin. But even moving my lips to do that seems difficult.

"How long are you going to lock yourself in here like a dead person?!" I was almost deafened by his loud voice.

I manage to stay in one of the guest rooms even though he doesn't want to. When we arrived home from Francis' house that night, I immediately entered on