Shattered

Chapter 53

A lot of you felt a connection to a personal experience reading the previous chapter, so let me tell you about the northern cardinal. This is a different type of chapter which was very different compared to my usual events, honestly don't know how I feel about this specific chapter. I'm in the middle, constantly liking it but also disliking it because it's a little different.

I have a love and hate relationship with this chapter, if you guys find it unfitting for this book, let me know.

I don't mind and will rewrite this chapter to make it more suitable.

Anyways, I hope you like it.

Nathan's POV.
It's been three days since Rick has passed away sadly which has taken a toll on all of us, especially Alina, she hasn't been leaving our bedroom. Wearing the same shirt during these days which was just my black t-shirt, hair tied up in a bun out of her face, has barely been eating, talking, smiling and she was starting to lose colour in her skin. Having the sun graciously shine all day with her unfortunately keeping the blinds close. I know she is hurt, we have all lost someone, I barely knew her dad but it still affected me.

Our routine has been a mess with me getting Leo to school, cooking dinner for us but Alina not eating with the two of us. I'm allowing her to grieve, giving her space that she wants and needs. I cannot relate to her emotionally about loss because I have never been put into a situation with it. My parents are still luckily here, she has been through so much during this past week. That's sounds wrong, let me correct myself.

These past few months.

Our son was even beginning to get worried about his mom who withdraw from the whole entire world to be found only in her dark cavern of sadness. The day after the hospital she was exhausted when we came home, went straight to bed and slept the whole time. She wasn't up for any talking so I took into my responsibility to explain to Leo the situation since his mom was in no condition to do so. He was still young, but he was able to grasp enough of the details to somewhat understand the circumstances.

Leo knew that Grandpa Rick was with the angels watching over us and that he loved us very much, he unfortunately isn't coming back either. I'm not quite sure how much he actually understands, also knowing that his mom is very sad and crying during the day or at night.

The funeral is happening in a few hours, I've been in contact with Skye who gave us the boxes that Rick talked about. Alina hasn't even came downstairs to touch them once, she's been so sad and emotionless these days. I have been researching and talking to the specialist that she was supposed to see soon, also trying to contacting other professionals which told me it was the process of grieving.

From the looks of things she hasn't even gotten ready for the funeral, something in me was scared to see how she would react to seeing her dad's body in a casket which no one ever wants to do. It was her chance to say goodbye which I very much wanted her to do to get some closure, her dad wanted her to be happy and she couldn't help but be devastated.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, buddy?" I ask him while eating some of the taco bowl I made which was healthy if you take away the sauce, it just reminds me of Alina when we eat something that was good for you. Her whole meal plans have changed, seeing her like this makes me kind of miss the small things she does.

"How long is mommy going to be sad?" He asks taking a bite of the wrap that was made out of the taco stuffing.

"I don't know buddy," he feels the different atmosphere in here too.

The most important thing that I understand is that people grieve differently and if you scream at them for hurting in a certain way, all it does is damage the wound further that is trying to slowly heal.