Chapter 117. Back Home

I shook my head as I walked towards the living room. Sitting on the couch, I could feel a sense of familiarity wash over me.

I was so grateful and it felt so good to be back here. I knew I had to reply to my father but for a few long seconds, I just wanted to take it all in.

This place had so many memories and as I sat there, they all came flooding back, making me feel emotional. This place was where Mark had proposed to me.

This place was our first place together and it was supposed to be where we would have kids and grow old together.

But I guess life had other plans. 

My father walked into the living room and sat next to me. “Lisa, are you alright?” He chuckled as he watched me look around the living room as if I was looking for something. 

But I was not. I finally looked at him and flashed him a warm smile. “I am. I’m alright, Dad. Stop worrying. And I’m not here because of the autopsy. We can talk about that tomorrow.”

“Then why are