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Chapter 11 || The Funeral

I stood rigid on the first row of pews, my fingers bunched into a fist as I watched my mom's friends and colleagues made a beeline to throw a fistful of mud and flower as for tradition before returning to their cars.

Vincenzo stood beside me all throughout the whole ordeal with his comforting presence and a permanent scowl on his face, offering his support without saying a word.

The morning I came home from babysitting baby Sam, the house was swarming with police, EMTs, and reporters.

It was a chaotic sight.

I felt nothing as I watch my mom's lifeless body was tucked inside a body bag before getting rolled inside the ambulance parked on our lawn.

No one seemed to see me and no one seemed to care to seek and give comfort to me which I didn't mind at all. Vincenzo was also there, he'd been the first on the scene when I asked him to check on my mom because she was ignoring my calls throughout the night. And besides, I just can't leave a five-year-old

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