I grabbed my favorite mug and began to make myself an extra strong coffee, the sun had risen in all its splendor and the atmosphere felt very calm, the opposite to my mind that it was complete chaos. I could not sleep all night and therefore felt very tired. I could hear my parents talking in the living room while they watched the news, everything that happened was on the news, they were even talking about it on the radio. My classmates left me a thousand messages of support and Margaret offered me her apologies even though she was not to blame for anything. I sat in the dining room and started sipping my coffee while trying to decide what to do with my life.Isaac called me back for the millionth time, however I preferred to ignore my phone and let the call get lost. I had nothing to say and I didn't want to hear him because his voice could tear my self-control apart. Our relationship had ended and I was trying to convince myself that it was the best, it hurt me to know that

      Days and weeks passed and Ezra continued without being caught. Local television channels stopped covering his escape and began to focus on the other news of the moment. The police patrols guarding my house and Paola's were removed without our being able to do anything. After all the advance that I thought I had made in the right direction, I fell back again.Paola and I spoke several times a day on the phone and she told me that she could no longer see her house in the same way, which was very understandable because her whole home reminded her of what happened and that filled her with fear. I couldn't help but feel guilty while listening to her, Ezra must have hanged me and not her. My uncles did not take long to come to the conclusion that their daughter required psychological therapy and they offered me to go with her, I declined their offer because I preferred to focus on other things, however the idea sounded perfect to my mother's e