****ALEXANDRE ANDJAMBÉ****

Clementine: Sir?! She said knocking on my door.

Me: What is it?!

Clémentine: Your father is there.

Me: Ok I'm coming. I say with a sigh.

I know why my father is here….He wants me to go back to work or go out for a bit. It's now been three weeks since Flora left...Even thinking about it hurts...very badly. Besides, there are always his things in our room, his clothes in my closet. I don't want to touch anything and no one should touch it too. Mom wanted to get them back but I said no, nothing is moving. She just told me when I'm ready...that I call...