When I woke up, I was greeted by my sister's blurry face as she held my hands.
It took me a few minutes to recall what had happened, and a few more to process it, but when I finally realized that my nightmare had come true… my heart shattered.
The following months were the worst period of my life…
Every day seemed infinite as the constant thought of my father's death haunted me all the time.
But most of all, they felt even worse than when I was young, because… the one and only person who had supported me wasn't there anymore.
It was numbing… like living without any purpose…
I wanted to die, that's what I was feeling… but being the coward that I had always been, I didn't even find the courage to do that.
I just patiently waited for my death to come as the days passed…
A few months later, I made the decision to abandon everything… my work, my boyfriend whom I had barely seen during the previous months, and my sister….