" That night I dreamt of the moment I found my mother’s body.
My life was a series of befores and afters: before my mother’s death and after my mother’s death. Before I left the Monster and after I left the Monster.
The first thing I remembered about my mother’s death was the minutes after. I’d always dreamt of it this way; remembering the after. It was during the after that I remembered the before. "

― Whitney Barbetti , He Found Me (He Found Me, #1)