A round of agreement followed and I looked at Emmet. The people had spoken.

I wanted this all fucking over with. This entire thing was fucking with my head, the memories of Jackie and everything he had done, just screaming at the forefront of my mind.

Dad and Azura were the only ones who hadn’t spoken. I glanced at Dad, almost as if for guidance, and he smiled faintly, the corners of his eyes wrinkling.

‘You got this.’ He said through the link.

I guess no matter how fucking old we got, we still needed that guidance.

‘Don’t think about not wanting to do something or how you want to...