His mother had passed away on his birthday, that was sad.

Mia, unsure of how to console him, chose to remain silent, her heart filled with sympathy.

"Today marks three years since I lost her," Shawn uttered, his gaze distant, his voice low. "And I caused it. If only I hadn't insisted on..." His voice trailed off, bitterness and regret evident in every word.

Unable to find the right words to comfort him, "Let's go visit her." Mia offered.

Shawn turned to her, wearing a puzzled expression. "Right now?"

She simply nodded. It was the anniversary of his mother's death, it was only right he paid his respects.

It wasn't...