MARCEL'S POV

"Marcel at least take something to eat" my mom begged me as we sat together at the lounge

"Hey Marcel, look at me...." She lifted my jaw and I looked at her eyes

"Mom please i'm not ready for that" I answered, I was not happy about everything that has happened

"Son it's gonna be good soon okay..." She replied as she patted me on my back

I was down emotionally, I have never been in such situations before, I don't think rebecca's death news affected me this much as Tara

*Ding ding*

After about an hour, I was still glimmered, then heard the door bling and Rebecca...