I thought that hearing him cry in the kitchen was the most painful thing.
But then I started to distinguish the exact words between sobs and whimpers, and the pain became unbearable.
And I couldn't sleep because all I thought about was how it could be the last time I saw him.
What if it could be the last time I saw him?
But then I started to distinguish the exact words between sobs and whimpers, and the pain became unbearable.
And I couldn't sleep because all I thought about was how it could be the last time I saw him.
What if it could be the last time I saw him?