Lost Parents Guide Novels & Stories

Maggie raised her hand. "You fought because your desk mate had a filthy mouth. Why did he fight?" I rubbed the scar on my index finger and let my gaze slide down from the word "Father". Grandmother. "He lost his dad when he was little. His grandparents passed away when he was in elementary school. In middle school, his mom got sick. His tuition was scraped together by relatives and neighbors. Everyone called him a jinx and said he was bad luck." Maggie stared, stunned. After a long moment, she sighed.

They tried to make up for the five years I had lost with their constant presence. But they didn't realize—they were the very source of my depression. No one wants to die. Even in the depths of severe depression, I still clung to hope. So, on the next holiday, I brought up the idea of going abroad at the dinner table. I wanted to leave Halo City, to go somewhere else and rest for a while. After a brief silence, my mother broke down in tears. "Lily… are you still blaming us? How can your father and I feel at ease letting you go abroad alone?"

… I packed up Cherry's journal and went back to the home I hadn't returned to in two years. The moment I opened the door, Mom stood in the hallway. Her hair had gone completely white, and she looked older. Her clouded eyes, rimmed in red, fixed on me. But it only lasted a moment. Her guilt and sorrow were quickly swallowed back down. She slipped right back into the version of herself I knew best—unhinged and stubborn. "Oh, you didn't die? Didn't they say you tried to kill yourself?" I raised my bandaged wrist and answered calmly, "Almost."

One man spat into the dirt, his glare burning hotter than the embers he’d fled. Serenya faltered, her arm trembling against Kaelen’s. His hand covered hers, steady. “Walk with me,” he murmured. They crossed to the survivors. An old woman, face lined like cracked stone, rose to meet them. She leaned on a stick, but her gaze was unyielding. “You’re too late, Alpha,” she rasped. “Our homes are gone. Our kin are ash.” Kaelen inclined his head, respectful. “You live. That matters.”

And they just exchange nods. “At that time, Sean, Marcus, when I met your Papa Henry. I was in grief for losing my child. But I’ve known him already since childhood. We just lost contact for a long time when his family moved to another place.” Jamie says and lets out soft chuckles as memories of that fateful day flashed in her mind.

You can't leave or enter a room without being properly groomed unless it's nighttime and you're going to bed — even then, you have to make sure there are no other visitors. My father was very strict, as well as my mother, but I felt their love for me. That's how they were raised by their parents, so the way they raised me is the only thing they know. I can't blame them for that. I lost them when I was seventeen. The plane they were on crashed on their way back from Spain. Since then, Tito Alfonso has been my guardian. He was Daddy's best friend since childhood, just like their fathers. "Earth to Gia! You've spaced out again. Are you thinking about the conditions of the inheritance?" she aske

he confessed, breaking down in tears. His vulnerability shattered the walls I had built. Through his tears, he pleaded, “I don't have Liam, but I have you. Please, don't let me lose you too.” The pain in his eyes mirrored my own, and at that moment, the realization hit me—we were both drowning, each blaming ourselves for a tragedy that had no one to blame. Our shared grief became a bridge, connecting us in a shared struggle to survive the aftermath of losing our son.

However, when she didn't appear the following morning for his dad's last rites, his agony became ten-fold. Because that's when he realized that he was now all alone in this world. That's when he knew that no one other than parents can be your real supporter in times of grief. And once they're gone, the world and its people show their true colors, and unfortunately, Hunter learned that the hard way. He traded his parents' last days of life for nothing. Hunter clenched his fists tighter. He thought that he lost everything when he lost Claire. That was far from the truth. His true loss was losing his parents.

Aurora agreed with a hint of melancholy, "He's greatly missed." Adelaide interlaced their hands, "Yes, he is. Remember what I told you shortly after our parents died? They wouldn't want to see you stop living because of the loss. Of course, you can cry; it's a way to let it out. But consider yourself lucky to have known them and been part of this family. Keep moving forward, without forgetting them—they'll always be in our hearts." Aurora concluded after a moment of silence, "Kai would hate to see me like this..."

Then he died. She was framed for his death. Lily was broken and traumatized, and her mother was still unwell, so she was very worried about her. Thalia listened, offering a supportive ear and sharing stories of her own to lighten the somber mood. Despite their grim circumstances, a fragile friendship blossomed between the two.