Chapter 48 Painting Storms

• Aira’s POV
• “Come on, Aira, you can’t lock yourself in here forever,” I hear Alex say, but I do not have it in me to respond to him. It has been a week since Ana’s burial, and my phone wouldn’t stop buzzing.
• I have people from work and even unknown numbers messaging and calling me, demanding to know what happened. My face, along with Ana’s, is all over the news, and everything just felt absolutely suffocating. I just want to disappear, but I can’t seem to go anywhere because something bad always happens to me when I am away from Alex for too long.