"You look okay already," Erica said as I stood before the mirror in my black dress and modest heels.
The simple outfit felt appropriate for the somber occasion ahead, though nothing could really prepare me for what this day would bring.
I had invited Erica to join us at the funeral after she insisted on being there for me.
I finally brought myself to look away from the mirror. "Go downstairs, I'll join you in a minute."
"Sure thing," Erica replied, heading for the door. "Take your time."
Alone in the room, I picked up my phone to go through the message Daniel had sent the night before.
He had texted me the exact time and place of the service, adding something about taking me out afterwards for comfort.
The presumption in his message made my skin crawl, but I ignored the last text completely.
I dropped the phone and brought out the documents I'd been keeping hidden, going through them quickly. My thoughts rolled through everything and I sighed as I arranged them back.
