Everything felt numb as she walks through the street it also felt like the weather was attesting to that because it was cloudy with the sun hiding behind the clouds. It had been two weeks already when she heard that Cynthia died. The guilt was eating into her as the grief crept in as well. She felt like she couldn't breathe, she had said her name three times. Is this how she wanted to live she says to herself.

She had been avoiding Night Cross during classes, he hadn't said anything to ...