Erica's POV

I was up in the morning. Part of me wish I wasn't. I groaned in pain and grabbed my head. It hurt so much.

I stood up and walked to the mirror. Just as I had suspected, my eyes were red puffy, and my face was swollen.

That's what I got for crying so hard last night. The thoughts began to flood me. My wedding with Lorenzo was in two days.

I wished I could feel love for him, but I felt nothing. I was as empty as an old husk. He had been wonderful to me and the kids but despite all of that, I didn't care...