Irene's P.O.V

My knees weakened to the ground, recoiling in horror as I tried to suppress the screams that escaped my mouth by covering my mouth with my hands. I rubbed my eyes with my fingers to be sure that I was seeing right. "T-This can't be true" I stuttered, gasping for breath as I wrapped my hands tightly around me.

Slowly, all the memories about my mom that I have locked in the furthermost corners of my heart came rushing inside my head like a flood. Her lifeless body hanging from the ceiling with her curly black hair falling on her face were memories that I would never be...