~Jasmine~
Are you certain you can do this?” Rosè asked for the umpteenth time, squeezing my shaking hands. I sighed, nodding. It has already been two days since I left Mav, and it feels like an eternity.
“S…sure…” I let out, the words choking in my throat. The truth was, I was scared. Scared of the confrontation. Scared of reality. Scared of acceptance.
All my life, I had tuned out my brain, refusing to acknowledge that my parents were gone for good—that there was no way on planet Earth they would come back.
So, I avoided it. I tried to live in my own head, pretending it wasn’t real. But standing here now, it was a bitter pill to ingest.
I turned around, swallowing hard. We stood in the quiet cemetery, the only sounds coming from the rustling leaves and the distant chirpin
