4 YEARS LATER.....

I look down at my desk and release a sigh. I've been at work for 9 hours today, sorting through paper work.

Noah would've been doing some of these stuff, but he's away right now. After Izzy's death, I became my old self. I closed myself off from people to try and freeze the emotions I have to make the pain a little more bearable. Unfortunately it hasn't worked and yet, for some reason I still do it. I think it is a sign of protection. To shut of ...