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Tears immediately formed in my eyes with the kind of sight in front of me. There are still some people in the room considering that it's still night time but already close to midnight. Neither of their stares nor my friend’s bothers me to feel the familiar heaviness in my chest once again that disappeared for a couple of days. It all returned back.
I stare at the casket weakly, feeling my knees starting to get wombly but I’m still trying my best to stand still because… because I just thought it’s not the right time yet to fall down. Not now that I haven’t seen her inside that casket. Tito appeared in my sight and I immediately saw the mixture of worry and grieving in his face, mirroring the same inner and outer emotion I have. He tries to smile but fails. Rather, he bit his lower lips
