Ryan's POV
I couldn't shake off the guilt of worrying Clarabell, so I sought her out, needing to confide in her. I walked to her room, and she opened the door instantly as if anticipating my visit. I entered and sat on her chair, collecting my thoughts.
"Life has been surreal since my mom passed," I began, my voice cracking. "We were inseparable; she was my rock, my confidant. She always helped me find the silver lining. Her absence has left an unfillable void. It feels like we're rushing through the grieving process, and I'm struggling to cope." I paused, emotions overwhelming me.
"I never imagined losing her so soon. She got sick, and we took her to the hospital. The cancer diagnosis was devastating. That day was the worst of my life. My world crumbled, and I couldn't process it. She
