CHAPTER SIXTY - TWO

Her heart was so heavy.

She fell into depression; most times she sat and saw her parents, and when she tried to touch them, they vanished into thin air. It seemed like it was an illusion.

Days went by, and Vivian refused to eat, nor did she drink. Henry prepared her best meal, but she refused to eat. The deaths of her parents were a real torture for her. It began to diminish her mental health, so she started acting like a psychopath.

Henry tried to convince her to go to a therapist, but she refused; that wasn't what she needed; the only thing she wanted was her parents back.

She'd wake up in the morning and not shower, nor would she brush her teeth; she'd walk around the compound and touch every single plant her mom had planted in the garden. She remembered that when she was five years old, her mom would take her to the garden and tell her to help her cultivate the plants while she pulled out the weeds; they'd shape up the flowers afterwards, remembering that it left a one-sided smile
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