Back at home the atmosphere was still tense. After I returned and unpacked I went straight to Izzy, but there wasn't any improvement here. Which was actually expected. Izabel, like always, was putting a good front, even though pain in her eyes told me she was barely hanging inside. Her parents along with Nina and Heston were nonstop watching over her and Ric, grieving together over pup that didn't even live a day.
My heart was breaking and there was nothing I could do for then wtam makes it even worse. I tried to be the shoulder my friends could cry on, but whenever I came they were pretending everything is fine to not burden me with their problems. If it was not the worst f*****g time I would have been angry for that, but now if that's the way they want to cope with things I need to res
