One year after,
“I’ve come to visit you, dad, finally.”
She placed a basket of flowers into the grave of Gestoni Farrows and gazed at his name.
It’s been months since he was buried but it’s the first time she visited him. She already came from Emily’s grave earlier. Coming into her resting place every day has been her routine.
“I am not like you, dad. I was not corrupted by power. I am still here wanting to leave this all behind.”
Sitting on the ground, she looked at the clear blue sky above her. “Are you feeling good there? What is it like being finally at peace? That’s unfair when you left us all here in chaos.”
For her, forgiveness is still far-fetched. The pain is still fresh and she thought she would never have gotten over the death of her daughter.
But life goes on especiall
