Chapter 87. The Opposite

Susan’s POV

I feel so empty, my heart is like a heavy vehicle smashed into tiny pieces, unrecoverable, empty, and lonely.

I don’t know what to live for anymore, I’m hopeless. Tears became like the food I eat each morning, afternoon, and night. My thoughts are full of shitty things, I can’t think straight any more like a part of me died. Whenever I wake up, I curl myself up in a ball, my thoughts a thousand miles away. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. My eyelids hurt so much because of too many tears, swallowed puffy eyes, and red eyes. That’s all I get every time.

I refused to be consoled because I wanted my pup, the only pup I had gotten. My cherished little thing. Not only did they take my son away from me, but my husband was locked up behind bars for a crime he never committed. It hurts so much that most times I keep staring into space, probably if I take my life, it will stop hurting. I will feel peaceful again.

But no, I won’t do that becaus