You watch as the casket with your sister is lowered into the ground. The rain feels cold on your skin and you’re shivering. But it feels good. The prickling pain from the cold is providing you with some sort of comfort…

Suddenly, your boyfriend walks up behind you, holding his umbrella over your head.

“Sweetheart… let’s go home”

You don’t want to go home. Your eyes are fixated on the black casket going lower and lower into the ground. Melwin is looking at you with a somber expression.