But my legs wouldn't listen to me and I fell flat on my face.
I struggled to get up but then fell down again.
Everyone around me was looking at me like I was a freak, and no one offered to help me up.
"Mom, mom..."
I couldn't hear my own voice and tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision.
I could feel my hand grasping my mother-in-law's hand, but then everything went black and I passed out.
When I woke up, I had bruises all over my body.
I went to the morgue to claim the body.
After completing all the necessary paperwork, I had only six dollars left.
I bought bread and went to Ryan's company building with the urn.
But I didn't see him for three days.
Ryan called me on the fourth day.
"Hello..."
"Riley! Are you crazy? Bringing the urn to my company building to block me? My colleagues have been calling me non-stop! I tell you, if I get fired, you'll starve to death!"
At this point, I didn't even have the energy to argue with him. But I still wanted to see him one last time.
"Where are you?"
He was silent for a long time before giving me an address.
It was a new bar.
It was like a maze inside, and I searched for a long time before I found the room he mentioned.