2 weeks later
*Sabrina*
I find myself increasingly worried about my brother. He moves through the house like a ghost, his once vibrant spirit now replaced by a pallid, haunted expression. I take comfort in knowing that he has Mirabella by his side… without her, I truly believe he wouldn't have made it this far. Yet, he remains fiercely protective, refusing to let anyone else take over the care of his daughter. He is there for her every single second of the day, pouring his love and devotion into every moment they share.
The funeral was a beautiful yet heart-wrenching occasion. Sarah, our cousin, and I felt like we were on the verge of having to carry Sam away from the gravesite. I was genuinely afraid he might throw himself into the grave, heartbroken and lost, overwhelmed by grief. The
