Kade's POV
When I was little, my grandmother took care of me. She was my second mom, my rock, my savior. I remember whenever my cousins and I would fight, I would go to her since my mom usually took the older ones' word before mine. My grandmother would always hold me when I cried and make sure I was alright. She would never let me leave without having her cook my favorite meal for me. She was always there for me, but when she needed me the most, I wasn't there.
I sat next to her bed, staring at her face with both of my hands clasped around hers. She looked so peaceful in her sleep. I didn't even care if my whole family saw the tears that were freely flowing down my face because all I cared about was her knowing that I was there for her in her final moments.
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