One month and twenty-one days, upon the death of my husband. Four years and seventy-nine days upon the death of my parents.
And as I stare at the white-painted walls in the second-hand house my husband and I bought after we got married, I can sense the emptiness this house has brought me. I hate it. I hate the energy this house is giving me. The void drains me.
Lifting my body, I attempt to stand, but something is stopping me. It's making my body heavy, causing me to fall on the ground and see complete darkness.
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GABRIELLA: The Heroine of God
Cerita PendekGabriella Hernandez was on the brink of her life after her parent's death followed by her husband's. Having to continue living in the second-hand house her husband and her bought, the void was what she always felt, and she despised it. Finally open...
