I gave Tiffany a complete day cause I knew she needed some time alone.

Everything happened so fast but more than anything, she was heartbroken about her mother's condition.

I let her grieve but couldn't stop thinking that I could have done if it was me in her position and it was my mother.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to think straight, but Tiffany was all I could think of.

I needed to know how we were faring, and although I've been told countless times that she's okay, I just felt the strong urge to find it about that by myself.

I stood up and walked...