ADRIANNA

THREE DAYS LATER

I woke up the same way, same routine, but knowing that this time there was something different. There was something missing, no, someone.

A dear friend.

I stared at myself in the mirror, lost. My hair was messy and a little matted. I hadn’t even cared to wash it since days ago.

I stepped into the shower, and had a quick bath. Washing my hair, and using a detangling brush to brush out the tangled bits. I walked out immediately i was done, and dried myself off with a towel that laid on the stand.

Today, Ethan and I have to go to the morgue to...