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Chapter 12
I didn't go home; instead, I stayed and watched Greta and Lucas leave together. Oddly enough, it felt like I had expected this all along, and I found myself surprisingly calm. I got home before Greta did. When she arrived, she casually asked about my visit to her workplace. I simply smiled and said that I intended to see her, but decided not to, thinking about how our daughter's body had been there. I said I worried it might bring back too much sadness. Greta seemed to accept my explanation and quietly sighed with relief. In that moment, I suggested we hold a memorial service for our daughter. Greta shrugged it off and told me to handle it. I didn't need her approval, just wanted her to remember that I brought it up. A few days later, I told Greta the memorial would be the next day a
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