(SOLANA’s POV)
I stood looking at the head stone of the coffin and focusing on the name that was engraved in it. Tears pricked my eyes and I let them flow down my cheeks soon.
The last time I had visited my Father’s grave, was a really long time ago, this meeting made me feel very emotional. I sank to the ground later sobbing as
Memories of my Dad’s Funeral came back to my mind. I remember how hard it had been for me, I thought that I was dreaming. In fact, I didn’t I say much and you could really see that I was very much devastated about his death.
Now crying, I pleaded with dad and asked him to forgive me, to forgive me for not coming to see him all this time. I spent a pretty long time there, having a private moment and then with some kind of heaviness and lightness at the same time
