The soup on the stove had already dried up. I remembered Grandma said she would make nourishing soup for Daniel at noon and my tears burst out at that moment.
Holding Grandma's cold body, I cried my eyes out.
I called Daniel more than once during this period but no one answered.
I could only contact the hospital and crematorium by myself.
It took me three days to deal with my grandmother's affairs.
I sat alone on the sofa until dawn, when Daniel finally came back.
With half a living room between us, I could still smell the perfume that belonged to Julia.
I was allergic to alcohol and the smell made me want to vomit.
Seeing this, Daniel didn't even have time to change his shoes before coming over to pat my back. He said as he walked, "What's wrong, Diana? Is your stomach uncomfortable again?"
I subtly avoided Daniel's approach and moved back a little.
Daniel's hand, hanging in the air, paused for a moment, and then he took out a bottle of nutritional supplements from the suitcase and handed it to me, changing the topic, "Where is Grandma? I brought two boxes of nutritional supplements for her."