Chapter 58: The Date

I wish I could say I remembered the weeks that followed Molly's departure, but it was just a blur. I can't remember if I ate or even left the bed. I don't know if I spoke to anyone but Scott.

Scott went above and beyond during this time. He rarely left my side, and when he had to, he always told me when he would be back. Then he stuck to that time limit.

I don't remember those days very well. But I do remember the day I got up out of bed.

I stared sightlessly out the window as the clouds slowly crossed the morning sky. In my head, I was lost in the memories of every moment I spent with Noah, no matter how wonderful or painful that time was. My numb mind and body wished to feel something to prove I was still alive.