Kapitulo 10: Death

I have no idea how I got home. Nor do I know how I managed to drive back home safely. It was as if I could no longer control what I am doing, like a puppet, depending on a puppeteer’s to move.

'Martin died, Helga.'

Only those three word keeps on flashing inside my mind. Like a broken record it was endlessly playing. Tormenting my slowly collapsing soul.

After all the pain and trauma, deep inside I am still yearning for his warmth. I still want to see him, feel him.

However, those three words shattered my hopeless wish.

I absentmindedly took my cellphone when it rang. Patricia is calling. The phone vibrated three times before my finger unconsciously took a slide across the screen.

"Helga, we have arrived!"

Patricia's happy voice came from the rectangular device.

"That's good."

"Th