My mom's arm is wrapped tightly around my shoulders as she leads me to the elevator so that she can take me to Apollo's room. I feel tense at the thought of seeing him, but he deserves to hear this from me and not some random stranger.

My mom means well as she keeps telling me things like, 'You don't have to do this' 'Will it be too hard on you?" "Your father or I could handle this.'

I refuse... he loved me. He knows me. He deserves to hear this news from someone e knows. The ...