CH 117 ~ Funeral

Alex's POV: A week later~

Everyone wore black clothes as they stood in my garden with a gloomy face. 

We are holding a private funeral for our baby, who missed the chance to see this world. 

I was standing beside Rennie, who just stood motionless.

She stared at the small coffin before us blankly; there were no tears in her eyes since the day she passed out after seeing our son in the morgue. 

Her painful wailing still rings in my ears despite her silence. 

Her voice was full of pain, cried till she lost her sense.

Then after waking up, she took her meals, medicines, checkups… but she stopped responding and speaking. 

Zed has been taking care of her; Chris would try to cheer her up while sending dead glares to me, Justin would also visit from time to time and Marine seem to be busy with something. 

And that Elliot… he would just come and stood at the door before leaving without meeting her.