CHAPTER 93: Is it Love?

-=Martina's Point of View=-

While gazing at Mommy's grave, I couldn't help but reminisce about the joyful memories we shared, but it didn't take long for the pain of her loss to resurface once again.

I yearned to take advantage of this time to release all of my bottled-up emotions and let my tears run freely, but the fact that Dad was behind me kept me from doing so. I didn't want him to see my tears again, knowing that it would only add to the burden of grief he was already carrying after losing Mom and having been in an accident.

"Sorry, Mom, if I only got to visit now. I miss you, and Dad misses you so much," I said in a gentle voice.

I felt my dad putting his arm on my shoulder as if he were giving me the comfort I needed because I really do miss Mom.

After that, there was quiet between us; there were moments when words were unnecessary to express our emotions, and this is one of those instances.

I was talking to Mom in my head, and when I caught a glimpse of Dad, I knew he was do