#Chapter286

Devastation

Nik

After Mike’s funeral, I couldn’t cope. My family kept checking on me, but I wish they would stop. They’re lucky they have someone.

I stood at my dresser and stared at the picture of Mike and me in the frame. We had plans, and someone ripped them from us. A family we shared the same last name with took someone from me. I picked up the frame and threw it against the wall, smashing the glass.

I turned and looked to see my dad standing in the doorway.

“Why are you here?” I asked my dad, my tone oozing with anger.

“I came to check on you,”...