Nothing could have prepared me for it. For two weeks, I had practically stayed in bed. My heart was broken, and I just couldn’t seem to shake the emptiness inside of me, but it was the call from Bella a week ago that had ruined me completely.
Adrian had taken his own life.
It was different not wanting to see someone but when you now never could, it was soul destroying. It was all my fault, I hadn’t answered his calls, I hadn’t answered his texts. He had hurt me and now he was gone because I just couldn’t bring myself to speak to him.
“Are you not getting ready?” My mum popped her head in the door.
“I’m not coming.”
“You will regret it if you don’t come.” She tried to coax.
Today was his funeral. I couldn’t go, not when it was my fault he was gone. I had pushed a man to take his
