MONDAY 2AM – KHALID RAFIQPolice, paramedics, coroner's office, they've all been here this evening, but the house is empty now, except for me and my family. I feel hollow, can't speak, nothing to say.
Mum's body has been taken away. I think it will be at the mortuary, or wherever it is they take the dead. I still can't believe she's gone and I'm one hundred percent certain that it's my fault. If I hadn't told Mum about Dad's affair with Aunt Shazia, she wouldn't have had a reason to kill herself. She must have really loved my dad to be so upset about what he's done. I should have kept it to myself, not shown her the photos, not opened my big mouth.
I can't get the picture out of my head. Mum lying there with her eyes closed, her hair floating around her face like strands of seaweed, and t
