Christy's POV
My mind was filled with so many unanswered questions and worry about all the recent happenings.
I kept staring out the window as we were returning to Kendrick's place from Lydia's funeral.
Nothing feels right and I can't even recognize myself anymore.
Where was the fierce Christy that faced life head on and always tries to find joy in every dark situation?.
I looked at my reflection on the window and all I can see is a sad, lonely and scared damsel in distress.
This wasn't me!
When did I become like this? So dependent on others and unable to do anything meaningful for myself.
Lydia wouldn't have believed it if anyone had told her that she would die yesterday.
Life is so fragile and things can change in a second and just like that, we will be gone, leaving only achievements.
What have I achieved so far?
"What's wrong? You have been sighing a lot" Kendrick's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
