CHAPTER 112: Glimpse of Reality

Emily

Evelyn's unwavering support has been invaluable during this challenging time, keeping me grounded as I cope with the immense grief of losing my mother. Despite feeling overwhelmed, I managed to organize my mother's burial surprisingly quickly. It's like a part of me is operating automatically, driven to finish these painful responsibilities.

I feel Evelyn's curiosity about Bronn's noticeable absence, but she's chosen to be the supportive friend I need right now, setting aside her worries.

Mr. Thompson sent a message asking where I was, showing his concern for me. Evelyn was the one who responded, saying I was in Los Angeles, lifeless in my grief.

It took us two more days to finally hold my mother's wake, and Evelyn was with me throughout the entire ordeal.

"Would you like to stay with me for now?" Evelyn asked as I took her to a hotel.

I nodded. The idea of returning to the empty villa, with its echoing halls and memories, was unbearable. I needed company, and being alone