When Caesario’s sister contacted the funeral home to handle the funeral arrangements, I followed her like a wandering soul.
Until the bodies were carried onto the funeral home's car, I rushed to the front of the car as if I had realized something and held on to the door tightly to prevent them from leaving.
"My son and daughter are not dead! Where are you taking them? Give my son and daughter back to me?"
"Aaah, let them go, I want to take them home, I want to take them home!"
Caesario’s sister hugged me and yelled at me while crying.
"Okay, Serena, okay, I know you're sad, it's okay, it's okay."
A few people pulled me apart with all their might and the moment my hands completely escaped from the door, the hearse drove away.
As I watched the hearse getting farther and farther away from me, I finally could not hold on any longer, I closed my eyes and lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, I was in the manor of the Roberts Family. Madison was standing by my bed with red and swollen eyes.
Seeing me open my eyes, Caesario’s sister quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Serena, are you awake? Do you want some water? Are you hungry."