A Forward March
After walking through the front door of the James' residence, Darcy noticed how grim and dark the house appeared. It was unusual; the house was usually filled with laughter and warmth. A vague thought managed to cross her mind: she never wanted to witness another day filled with tragedy and so much grief. “I'll go check in with mom, you should take a moment for yourself.” Leo knelt in front of her after she took a seat on a living room sofa. Part of her was still numb after everything that had happened. When she looked into Leo's eyes, she was thankful, once again, that Leo had entered her life. His family had offered to host a dinner for all of those grieving over the loss of her mother. The burden of providing closure for strangers had been lifted off her shoulders. “Take your time.” A
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