Selena felt the wind knocked out of her lungs. A sudden, hollow sensation filled her stomach, a terrifying emptiness. It was as if a part of her had been irrevocably lost.
"He is gone so easily!" she mumbled with disbelief.
"He was a heavy drunkard," Bella reasoned. Who knows what ailments he was suffering from? He...never mentioned anything about his health issues."
Selena's voice turned cold as she replied, "It's good he is gone. We are finally free from his torture. We can...have a peaceful life." Despite her efforts to maintain a facade of indifference, she couldn't stop her lower lip from trembling.
No matter how hard she tried to hide her pain, Bella could see everything. Her own heart ached with the loss, and she pulled her mother into a tight embrace.
