Hangout

Freddie pulled up in front of the cemetery and got out of his car. He opened the door for Leah and offered her his hand as they walked up to the entrance, where a security guard welcomed them.

The security guard led them to a columbarium where Freddie's mother's urn was stored. Freddie placed a flower on the small shelf where her name was engraved. Leah watched him with a look of admiration as he paid his respects.

"Mum, guess who I brought here with me?" Freddie said, turning to Leah.

She remained silent, her eyes fixed on him.

"It's the only girl I've ever loved, and will ever love. She's the first love I've told you so much about. I'm sorry you never got to meet her," he said, squeezing Leah's hand.

"She's mad at me and wants a break. It hurts so much knowing that she's angry at me. I just hope she can find it in her heart to forgive me" Freddie mutters,turning to Leah.

"Good morning, Mum," Leah said, her voice cracking slightly.

"You know what, your son is a bit of a