Holden was the more important person and I didn't deserve it.
I wiped away my tears and returned to the ward.
On the way, I forced a smile and was ready to deceive my mom that Bella was busy with work and would be here soon.
Just as I entered the ward, the nurse said to me.
"Mr. Martin, please accept my condolences."
I held my mom's hand and cried until I fainted.
Mom, I was unfilial and didn't fulfill your last wish.
After getting the death certificate, I waited for the hearse from the funeral parlor.
My phone buzzed.
Could it be that Bella had a guilty conscience?
I opened my phone and found that Bella had posted an Instagram post.
It was a photo of Holden's sleeping profile.
"Goodnight, my boy."
"Today is the darkest day of your life, losing your loved one forever."
"May you soon emerge from the haze."
Holden's loss of his pet was the loss of his love forever.
And what about me? I lost my mother who raised me.
Was I so despicable?
Arriving at the funeral home, I quickly completed the procedures.
Mom was lying in the coffin, her eyes forever closed, never to see again.
Speaking of it, my mother had only seen Bella twice. The Bella she knew was based on my description.