After the funeral, he sat on his bed with his suit still on. The rest of his family was in the living room comforting each other in tears. He stared at the wall blankly, but was hurting inside. Thoughts running through his head, things he should’ve said and did to his father.

His hands tightened a bit on his knees. This pain, it was nothing like he’s ever experienced. All this time he’s never payed attention to him, he feels guilty. He couldn’t bear to see the others in such states.