Devoted to you

Susan turned around and watched Chandler come with a fierce look. She froze and watched in disbelief as he approached. Chandler came up and yanked her wrist, then grabbed her out without a word. 'What are you doing?" Susan was confused, her wrist was raw from his tugging, and she grunted in a small voice, 'It hurts ......" 'Where are you taking me?" She was thrown into the car, and her head hit the window. Chandler was no longer silent and asked her with a snort, 'Do you know what day it is?" 'What day?" She traced the question again, and suddenly, she went as white as a sheet. Chandler saw her like this and smiled coldly, 'now you know." Susan turned to open the car door on her side. Today was the day of her sister's funeral.