ELENA’S POV,A whole week passed since the funeral, yet the ache in my chest pulsed with every breath I took.I thought I would have my closure when I set things right and tell my goodbyes to Molly; however, not for once did I feel that. The grief remained buried somewhere deep inside my heart, instead of disappearing like I hoped it would.It just changed its shape. Before, it was a sharp stab that used to wake me up in the middle of the night or make me cry whenever I saw girls her age playing around. Now, ever since the funeral, the pain started to feel like a dull, dragging weight that I couldn't see, but it was still pressing down on my shoulders.Still, I got up each morning with a smile on my face and prayed for that day to be better than the previous one. Living with Ryan and Ollie was probably for the better, because I know I would have lost my head if I were alone without them to talk to.Even when the ashes didn't talk back, I was satisfied, because it was Molly's remains a
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