I closed my eyes, doing my best to calm my thoughts.
The herbal tea that Jonathan brought was finally kicking in and helped soothe my spiraling thoughts.
I sat in the study until the first rays of sunlight began to filter in through the windows, absorbed in various documents and business contracts.
The best way to keep my mind off the nightmares was to keep my brain occupied with other things.
"Today is Sunday already. Maybe I should try to visit Leslie," I mumbled to myself as I placed the scattered documents back into the folder.
Immediately, my stomach tightened into a knot in protest. There was a new war inside of me; my heart wanted to see Leslie, yet my mind prevented me from visiting my mother's killers on her death anniversary.
The contradicting emotions were so strong that I began to feel faint once more.
I'll visit my mother's grave first, then I'll take things from there.
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Jonathan arrived just as I stood up to go get dressed.
