The air was filled with the smell of lilies and roses at the Sebastian estate, where friends and family came together for Malcolm Sebastian’s memorial service. It was a sunny day, but everyone felt sad.
Louis stood at the edge of the gathering, looking at a big portrait of his father. Malcolm’s smile seemed to fill the space, but now he was gone, leaving a great emptiness.
Elizabeth Sebastian walked quietly among the guests, accepting condolences with a nod. She looked calm but distant, feeling like a part of her was missing without Malcolm. She stopped by Louis and lightly touched his arm.
“Are you okay, Louis?” she asked softly.
Louis nodded, but he felt more complicated inside. “I’m trying,” he said. “It just doesn’t feel real.”
Elizabeth squeezed his arm, sharing his sadness. “I k
