Aria

My eyelids felt like bricks. Too heavy to lift, too soaked in sleep, or maybe pain.

I wasn’t sure which, sleep or the pain that I felt all over. It reminded me of that night Jaicy died.

That slow, sinking weight of your body giving up before your heart’s ready to go. It was the same as the day Jaicy left me without warning.

It was like something had drained every drop of life from me. This time I feel it more physically than emotionally.

I stopped trying to wake up when I heard ...