George’s POV
“I know today is hard, is there anything I can do to help?” Alex crouched to my level, placing an umbrella over my head. He was wearing all black just like everyone gathered.
Rain was drizzling slightly, almost as if it was washing away the sins from the coffin. Fear gripped my soul, goosebumps covered every surface of my skin as I struggled to breathe well.
“Just being here is enough.” I gritted my teeth as the drops of rain flowed from my eyes to my chin. “Thank you for coming,” I added, and he patted my back before settling next to me as we watched the priest continue his ceremonial activities.
Flowers were placed gently all over the coffin. Everyone wore a sad look, especially my Mother who looked pale like she was seeing a ghost.
“Of course, we are all here for y
