Chapter 127

Bria’s POV

The funeral had gone smoother than I had anticipated, and it was almost comical because during the mass, I had convinced myself that everyone’s eyes were on me, accusing me of being the cause of Arturo’s death. It felt like I could feel their stares on my body wherever I turned; sharp and heavy, full of judgment. It was dramatic but a part of me had expected whispers to grow louder as s