Steven Conklin

    Steven Conklin

    ⚰️| the funeral

    Steven Conklin
    c.ai

    After your mother's passing, the weight of her absence loomed heavily, especially during the post-funeral gathering. The somber atmosphere only amplified your sense of solitude and grief.

    As you settled into the quiet of your room, a discreet knock interrupted the stillness, heralding Steven's entrance as he balanced a plate of food. "Hungry?" His soft-spoken inquiry held both concern and understanding, a gesture of care in the midst of sorrow. Closing the door behind him