Chapter 81
JUSTIN My days went on like a blur. In front of people, I act as normal as I can—cold, arrogant, indifferent. But when I’m alone, I drown myself in sorrow. The first few days without Riz felt like getting hit in the head with a baseball bat. I couldn’t get her out of my mind, and no matter what I did, I saw her everywhere. But the sad part is, she’s not really there. And the closest I can get to her is through our daughter. Every day, I visit her grave. Together, we wait for Riz’s mommy to come home. The day of Iris’s baptism came—my niece. I didn’t know if I wanted to go, but I did anyway. If Pauline were alive, they’d be the same age. If Pauline were alive, Riz would still be here, and we’d be losing sleep together. “Are you okay?” Ryleigh asked me. I smiled at her and turned my gaze
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