Is he Bipolar?

Hillary POV

"Dad!" I sniffled as I stood in front of my father's grave with lilies in my hand. It was my father's favorite flower when he was alive. As I dropped the lilies on his grave, tears pooled out of my eyes and I knelt in front of him. "I'm sorry you didn't get to walk me down the aisle!" I wiped the tears off my face but they wouldn't stop pooling out. "you shouldn't have died yet Father," I bite my lips as I lamented about my father's death. If he were to be alive, he would have given his word of encouragement like he always does.

"Your time will come to Hillary," Those were my father's last words to me. If I had known that he would die soon, I would have spent a lot of time with him.

"Everything is going to be alright," Loukas said as he was wheeled towards me by Rotimi. They had paid for everything and I was grateful that they could help me even though Loukas still acted like a dick, I could never forget what he did for me. "Your father is proud of you," Loukas placed hi