FELIX

Soon, the news of Benita's death flooded the media. Even in death, we were forced to become strangers who desperately wanted to cling to each other.

I, on the other hand, was wallowing in depression; I was drowning in being abandoned, staring blankly into the void, my eyes focusing on nothing in particular.

A knock sounded on the door, forcing me back into reality, and after the person waited and got no response, he walked in. It was the police officer who worked with me to find ...