(SASHA)
For the next one hour, I hide with Tyler in the study. It is absurd that I want his company especially now. I'm too emotional to be in front of anyone now. Tyler's energy however feels comforting. I had noticed that about him before. He doesn't judge me for being emotional. Part of me suspects he even likes it.
Maybe it comforts him to know I'm not a complete menace.
(SASHA)
We don't talk much. We stay in silence for a generous amount of time, staring into the flames in the fireplace. I'm scared of the emptiness that will be without my father.
The day I dread with my life has finally come. Father won't be alive by morning. I know that in my gut. I should go be by his side, alongside Mother and Jericho, but I know I'll be too overwhelmed and I'll cry. I've tried to get my emotions under control ever since I learnt about Father's sickness. Father hates when any of us cries. I doubt I've ever cried in front of him since I was little.
