|Tamara|
My eyes were still looking at Geoff’s photo from that article when I realized that I could no longer move my fingers to look at the other pictures.
I only saw a few shots of him and not even halfway through the entire article, I can no longer bear to look at the remaining ones.
I already confirmed that it was really Geoff. Even if the photo of him was taken from a far distance, I could not just deny that it was not Geoff.
My thumb on the screen was trembling, my whole hand rather, then slowly up to my shoulders.
I just stared at his picture as my vision was slowly blurring. It was not a long moment before I saw beads of water dripping down just above the screen of my phone.
It took me a while to realize where it was all coming from.
‘And I still have few
