The Black Dahlia (Cartel Series #1) ✔️

50. Funeral

Gabriella

The sun shines brightly and it almost blinded me as i stepped out of the airport. There are rows of bodyguard that are waiting for me. There head is bowed in respect and sadness. Afterall they all lost their leader.

I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I sat inside the car and the driver drove to our mansion. Mirana sat right beside me. The whole ride i was silent. I didn't had energy to say anything.

We finally reached our destination and i didn't wait for the driver to open the door for me. I stepped out of the car and made my way inside the mansion.

Once, entering this house meant being enveloped in a warm embrace of positivity. Yet today, it feels desolate, devoid of the comforting presence I once knew. No longer will I be greeted by gentle reprimands for late weekend awakenings, nor will there be anyone awaiting me at the dinner table.

I was brought back to reality when I felt a soft hand on my shoulder.
"Tomorrow is the funeral. Why don't you rest. I will take care of everything " Mirana said. I gave her nod. I know Mirana will handle everything.

I walked inside my room and decided to take a shower to freshen up. I took a long shower to relax my tensed muscles. I decided to wear a black romper maxi dress. The color of my dress just depicts my mood.

As I lay upon the bed, exhaustion weighed heavily upon my body, yet sleep eluded me. Despite the yearning for rest, my mind remained stubbornly awake, inundated with a flood of cherished memories shared with my father. With closed eyes, I immersed myself in the beauty of those moments, seeking solace in their embrace.

Everyone left me.

Now I am alone.

I was brought back to reality when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly wiped my tears and said
"Come in the door is open "
After few seconds the door was pushed open and Sandra walked in. She had a plate in her hand.

"I noticed that you didn't had your lunch. So i thought to bring some food for you" she said with a smile
"I am not hungry. Please leave me alone..." i said quite rudely. I didn't meant to be rude to her but i am in a mood to be polite.

"I know you are upset but you need to eat something. You need to take care of your health " she said
"Why?" I yelled. She looked at me confusedly.

"Why do i need to take care of my health? I have already lost everything. I have no reason to live " i cried. I am trying so hard to be strong but i can't. Because i am nothing without my father. He was my supporting pillar.

Sandra's eyes softened seeing me in this condition. She ķept the plate on the bed and took me in a tight hug. She rubbed my back and whispered few consoling words.

"Gabriella don't say like this. Today you might not have a reason to live but one day you will find your reason to live" she consoled me.
"No....i don't.....want....this" i cried. No matter how hard I try but i can't stop my tears.

Despite Sandra's earnest attempts to console me, I found myself unable to absorb or comprehend her words. It felt as though I had been stripped of everything dear to me-first my mother and older brother, and now, my father. The weight of these losses left me feeling utterly abandoned and adrift.

"GABRIELLA " she shouted my name. I was taken aback by her outburst. I have never heard her raising her voice on anybody. She is very sweet and innocent girl.

She sat on her knees and wiped my tears. She gave me a sad smile and said
"Gabriella don't you want to avenge those people who killed your father? Don't you want to take revenge on them?" I felt like I was dreaming. I can't even imagine in my dreams that one day i will hear something like this from sandra's mouth.