Chapter 182. Coffee and Croissants

Leah’s POV

It was a week later and I was lying in bed. The windows were closed and so were the curtains. This time, I made sure to get blackout ones. 

It made the room dark, just like the way I felt inside. I was alone; physically and emotionally. My mom was gone and even though a week had passed, it still felt like I had lost her just yesterday.

The sting of her death still burned, leaving me depressed and broken. I still could not fathom that this was my reality. It didn’t feel real, it felt like I was dreaming.

It felt like it was a nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. It felt like I was falling down a hole and there was no bottom so I just kept falling and falling.

Rafael was in prison, that was made known to me after talking to the detective and also watching it on the news. As for me, there was no set date for my trial yet, I guess they were still working on it.

I felt hopeless. And let’s not forget that I was pregna