RENEE

My heart broke like tons of bricks on a wall over and over. It had shattered into pieces like an ice cube in the middle of December’s snow, and I couldn't string it back together.

My soul had taken a back seat in my body, and my entire existence was now dependent on my legs moving, but I remained stiff.

The pain grew stronger and sharper with each word this lady standing in front of me said, and it was like a punch to my guts.

A punch that felt like someone was squeezing my ...