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Brianna POV

."Emily, please take it easy," I began, my voice a mixture of concern and empathy. "I know it's not easy to lose a mother, and there's no right way to grieve. But you have to take it easy on yourself."

Her gaze met mine, and I could see a mixture of gratitude and exhaustion in her eyes. "I know," she replied softly. "It's just... it's hard, Brianna. Some days, it feels like I'm drowning in this sea of emotions."

I reached out and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, my touch a gentle anchor. "It's okay to feel that way, Emily. Grief is a process, and it's okay to let yourself feel whatever you're feeling. And remember, you have people who care about you and want to be here for you."

A fleeting smile touched her lips, a glimmer of warmth breaking through the clouds of sadness. "I'm grateful for that, Brianna. And I'm grateful for your friendship."

The sincerity in her words warmed my heart, and I leaned in slightly, offering a supportive presence. "I'm here for you, Em