Chapter 148— Darkest Hours!

They say the darkest hours comes before dawn. But no one talks about how hard it is to survive these darkest hours.

I set the food down on the bedside table and stared at it like it had personally offended me.

I wasn’t hungry. I didn’t want to be hungry. Eating felt wrong somehow, like my body hadn’t gotten the memo that my heart was busy breaking.

I kicked my shoes off and sat on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on my knees, head bowed.

Then my ...