67-Formalities

Diego drag his feet into the house…his face swollen due to the nonstop tears after Shania has been cremated.

He stared at the urn, the smooth ceramic surface reflecting his own hollow face.

Grief threatened to drown him, a suffocating wave pulling him under. But he wouldn't let it. Not yet. Grief was a luxury he couldn't afford. Not until he found Tiana.

‘Tiana.’ He growl under his breathe.

If only he knew that name would be a curse, he would have never allowed her into this house. Diego stood still in the house, his eyes ran to Tiana’s room.

He marched there, in a fit of rage, he...