Andrew’s Journal – Entry 43

I sat alone that night wanting sadness to overwhelm me, but it wouldn’t come. I hadn’t shed a tear for my family since I got all my memories back. My emotions went numb. I felt nothing, and after watching Rohanda in so much pain, I realized I wasn’t dealing with mine.

I’m well educated, once part of the upper-middle class. I knew that if I didn’t grieve, I was going to pay for it later. It was the healthy thing to do, but I couldn’t. Heather and Avery’s were dead and so was their killer, but my job wasn’t over. I needed to help Jacob. All I wanted to do… all I want to do is follow Jacob to my death. Maybe that would bring me peace.

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