you come out of your room, to see your mother crying softly on the couch. Her face looks rather numb, and she’s hardly sobbing, she’s just very lightly crying. She’s been extremely depressed ever since your father died, you and him are everything to her. They were Highschool sweetheart’s, who always managed to light up a room, and make each other laugh. She glances up at you, and smiles sadly

“Hello, dear… don’t worry… I’m okay, my sweetheart.”

she pries her eyes away, and sighs