(One year later: After Rafael's death)
In the boardroom, Marissa was listening carefully to the presentation. Sitting at the head seat, she tried to stretch herself.
"God, Rafael. How you used to manage, sitting for so long?" she shifted uncomfortably in the seat, "Ouch! My ass hurts."
This had become a norm for her. To talk to him in her head. She knew it wasn't a healthy sign, but she couldn't resist it.
It had been one year to his death. The kids had started school, their granny was so involved in their routine that Marissa had become carefree in that department.
Numerous times, Nina apologized to her for what she did to her six years back.
For the past few weeks, Sophie and Nina had been insisting that she start dating. But Marissa couldn't.
For her, Rafael had set the bar so high that she couldn't even look at a guy with that intention. Just last month, Sophie moved to Joseph's place, and they were thriving as a couple.
