108. DANGER

MONICA’S POV

Truth be told, I had forgotten all about the beach house, maybe because it reminded me of my mom so much and I didn’t want to wallow in the pain longer. I stopped going to her room, I had everything connected to her packed off from my reach and just let her lived in my heart instead.

She was always insisting that I know how to take care of myself because of a situation where she would not be around but I didn’t get all she was saying until she finally passed away.

“I don’t know if I’m strong enough to face this” I mumbled as I puffed out the pent up air in my lungs.

Immediately I got there, I ran inside as if she was there waiting for me in person and I didn’t come to my senses until disappointment coupled with reality slapped me in the face.

“What was I thinking? What was I even expecting?” I sighed as I sank into the lemon sofa by my right.

I had to catch my breath for a bit before I stood up to look around. Every corners I hid in back then whenever we were playing catc