Chapter 91

Katerina was mentally and emotionally exhausted.

Their doors were continuously revolving with guests coming in and out of the house, all eager to pay their respects. She was so anxious to have something to distract her from what was going on that she might have finished the burial arrangements way too soon, now there was nothing to occupy her mind from the fact that one of the people that she said most about was gone.

Oh, and Tyler had still not texted her.

Rubbing her eyes which were blurry from staring at the ceiling too much, she sat up on the bed flinging the covers away from her body to slip her toes into the flip-flops that she kept by the bed.

It was currently 4:15 pm and she was still in bed.

For a long time, she stood there staring at the walls of her childhood bedroom, the posters and the little notes taped to the wall not bearing any significance to her.

They were familiar but in that distant way where you couldn't quite place something.

Snapping out of it, she retreated to