Chapter 243 Grief

• Grace
• The house was quiet, an oppressive silence that felt heavier than the weight of despair clinging to me. Charles had helped me inside, I didn't stay in the living room. He walked me back to my room and I lay there for hours. His worried gaze felt like a burden, but he left me alone. I'd listened to Eason, Ethan, and George leave. I heard Charles take Cecil and Richard downstairs.
• Alone with my thoughts, I lay across my bed. The report kept flashing through my mind. My vision blurred as tears welled up again, the stark reality of the words swimming before my eyes.