Ezra’s Point Of View.
I COULDN’T feel that I’m crying. I couldn’t feel that my heart was aching like I was supposed to. I couldn’t feel anything.
Well, maybe I’m numb now.
The pain caused by yesterday shreds my heart apart. It makes my chest heavy and all I want is to explode to let the burden out.
“Ezra, have you eaten yet?” Kiana asked.
I have heard that question for almost the third time today. But as usual, I didn’t bother to utter a word because she, for sure, knows the answer to her question. I haven’t eaten these past few days, I can’t sleep in tears, I don’t go out of the room, only now. I am not talking to any of them either.
Today is my Mom’s wake. I wore shade sunglasses so they wouldn’t notice my puffy eyes. I also don’t leave next to Mommy’s coffin.