50 - Fix Himself

She quickly removed her hat and put on a hoodie jacket before putting on a mask. She never told Jackylyn where she was going and simply let her.

Her whole body trembled as she approached the tomb, carrying the purchased basket of pure white flowers and candles. She wasn't sure if she'd made the right decision that day. But she had been thinking about this moment for a few days, so she had the courage to take a step closer. She drew slowly in the air and paused for a moment.

No. She is capable. She is done crying. But when she read what was written on the gravestone, it was as if her heart was ripped open in agony. Everything she had forgotten came back to her.

My Little Angel

10th of May, 2015

She was like a withered vegetable that landed half a meter away in front of the tomb. Her tears streamed down her cheeks, and she couldn't stop them. She took off her mask and hat, and she could hardly breathe as she stared at the grave. Her child... her child, who she was not even allowed to se