Chapter Twenty Two

Its the D-day. The day Johnson will be buried. Tyler hasn't had a decent sleep ever since the day the doctor broke the news of his father's demise to him. It feels like he's hearing voices whenever he closes his eyes and sometimes he wakes up with tears in his eyes. But he'd be layed to rest today.

Tyler doesn't know what to expect. Only a few people know Johnson as a famous and wealthy man. That isn't a determinant to how rancorous his funeral will be though. Not like its a beach party or something. Just the funeral of a noble man who pass away - at the wrong time.

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Tyler walked out of the house. He peeked at the surrounding in a single gaze before he walked to the back. His heart tightened in fear of the unknown. Everything felt so unusual and weird and he needed to clear his head for a while before he departs to the funeral venue.

He ascended the stairs that led to the rooftop. His father's rooftop. He had a clear view of the blue sky, he squint his eyes a bit as the sun ill