Chapter 28
Zandra
Nothing felt right. My feet hit the tiled living room floor, but I didn’t feel them taking me to my bedroom. When I fell on the bed, face-first, I didn’t feel the impact of the mattress hitting the side of my face. I heard the air rush out of my lungs but didn’t feel it.
I’d become numb.
The feeling was familiar. It was the exact same way I’d felt after my baby son was taken away from me. I’d closed myself off from everyone. I’d kept to myself, stayed alone as much as possible, only allowing myself to cry when I was alone.
I knew I couldn’t risk being seen with tears in my eyes. Not after what had happened when Mom had caught me crying the day I came back from the hospital. “And what are those tears for, Zandra?”
Gasping, trying hard to catch my breath as the sobs h
