Chapter 55 Eleanor's POV I didn't remember leaving my father's bedroom. One minute, I was sitting beside his bed with his hand between mine, and the next, I was in my own room, staring at the wall while the house moved around me. People came and went, doors opened and closed, and voices drifted through the hallway, but none of it seemed to have anything to do with me. My father was dead, and I had no idea how to live with that knowledge. I knew he was going to die, but I never expected it to be this early. It really hurt so much.. I kept remembering the morning I had left for work, the way he had looked at me when I told him I would be back later, and the ordinary conversation we had shared without knowing it would be our last. I had walked out of the house expecting to return to the same life I had always known, never imagining that I would come back to find him gone. It was the little things that hurt the most. I would never hear him calling my name from across the house again
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