Portia's P.O.V:
We arrive at the chapel where mom is currently having a funeral. Emotions came running as soon as I saw her in the clear coffin. I can't even go near that coffin as my feet feel glued to the floor and my knees get weak as I tried to walk to her. All I can do is cry. I feel so useless. "Sweetie your mom is waiting for you." Nurse Daisy told me. To my dear lord please lend me the strength to go to my mom. "I can't face her like this. This is so unfair." I cried and everyone is already looking at me. "Come on Portia you can do it. You are as brave as your mom." Everyone tells me like they are cheering me. But the pain is piercing through my heart so deep that I am catching my breath. "We know that you are the only one she's waiting for." One of my mom's business partners told me.
