Fourty-eight
Jennie's POV I let the doves fly freely, it's been 3 months after what happened. I still have to be strong for my family. I am holding Seungie and Hyu Sik's hands tight as they cried hard. I keep on bitting my lips.. I don't want to be weak when my children needs me. What happened really gives a scar on my heart and that scar will never be gone. "As we pray for the soul.." I smiled weakly as the speech ended. He can't die that fast but I think I have to accept it. He's gone. But there's a part of me telling that I'm not going to be fine... I'll never be. I am staring at the white rose I am holding, I don't want to let it go.. "Let's move on Jennie.." I smiled weakly to my Mom who's caressing my back..trying to comfort me. But God knows that my tears won't stop falling. Everything
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