Chapter 19

Everything felt numb as she walks through the street it also felt like the weather was attesting to that because it was cloudy with the sun hiding behind the clouds. It had been two weeks already when she heard that Cynthia died. The guilt was eating into her as the grief crept in as well. She felt like she couldn’t breathe, she had said her name three times. Is this how she wanted to live she says to herself. She had been avoiding Night Cross during classes, he hadn’t said anything to her but she knew he would soon. These days she had nightmares every night. She was a murderer. Her driver Moses had offered to drive her but she refused. She needed time to clear her head and a stroll was what she thought she needed. She had gotten to a part of the street where they were different stores at each side. A few people walked in and out of stores while some looked through the show glasses. She looked at the corner of the street where she saw a little girl holding her mother’s hand, she smi