Chapter 16 My bitterness

She slept in her bed, but sleep was a mere saying. Her body lay there, motionless, wrapped in a cold, wrinkled sheet, but her mind was a whirlwind of memories, of unanswered questions, of screams that no one heard.

Tears had soaked the pillow and still continued to fall, stubborn, one after another. She felt empty and at the same time overwhelmed.