The grief was nearly unbearable. His death was so sudden, and it affected everyone in the worst way possible.

It has been weeks now. Getting out of bed was difficult, and seeing a psychologist almost felt pointless. You went about your day slowly, trying to get used to the silence until there was a knock on your door. Annoyed and sensitive, you swung the door open to yell at whoever stood behind it.

But then you saw him.

Soap.