As a few days passed by, Connor and I stayed in the house and we decided that we weren't going to deal with any drama. We wanted to take a break from it all. We swam in the pool, we made love, we cooked together, we sketched together. We simply enjoyed everything together without any drama or disturbances. I had to go do some shopping for what I would wear for Max's funeral. My parents didn't disturb us either, Connor actually told Brad to give us a few days without any drama, whatever news he had, it could wait.
Today is Max's funeral. In total honesty, I don't feel like attending it, he was never like a brother to me. But due to being respectful towards my family, I have to attend. I stand in front of the mirror in Connor's bedroom. I smooth my dress down, I am wearing a black long-sl
