Losing a child is like losing your life too. I felt like I also died even if I'm alive. Why is this happening in my life? I just love but why do I keep hurting?

I wept as I knelt at my son's grave.

"A-My son ..."

"Lara, you can handle all this too." Mylene hugged me back while comforting me.

"B-Why my child?" I didn’t ask myself that question.

"God has a reason–"

"Then, what is his reason ?!" I shouted.

I can't stop myself from asking him. Why? Why did he even take my son? what is his reason

"Lara, we're here for you. Please be strong. You...