Chapter 57

Ivan’s POV

“Condolences, bro.” I patted Seymour’s shoulder as I sat beside him. He offered me the chair that was next to him so I did what he wants.

He tilted his head to look at me. A sad smile was formed into his lips. I understand him. I know how painful it was to lost a father. Though, my father was still alive, I felt like I lost him and that I have no father at all.

“It’s too early, Ivan. He left us this early...” he muttered. Tears were pooled in his eyes but he managed to stop those from falling.

I heaved a sigh and patted his shoulder again. “this was life, bro. If it’s your time, then it was really your time. You can’t do anything about it anymore.” I almost whispered that. Every time that I was thinking about that death thing, I’d always end up feeling scared. I know that no one can live forever but, it’s still feels frightening.

The thought that life was very short feels so scary. I don’t want my dreams to turn into ashes just because my lif