Can't Handle (Sequel to True Love Never Dies?)

Part 2

In the morning. My dad doesn't get out of bed, as per usual. He never gets up until 11pm. 2 hours after I wake up. He's just wallowing in his tears for my mum. I have to admit, I do shed a tear or two...no, I shed a lot of tears when I think about my mum. It's hard not to, she played a big part in all of our lives.

As I walk down the hallway, I notice the picture of mum and dad's wedding day. Mum looks really pretty. She looks really happy too. I know everyone in that photo... I can never stop looking at that picture. I love the photo. I eventually walk away from the picture and walk into the kitchen to get a drink of water. My throat really hurt. Suddenly, I break into a coughing fit. I collapse onto my knees, gripping onto my throat as I try to breathe. But I can't. I eventually go unconscious.

My eyes flutter open after about 5 hours after the incident in the kitchen. I slowly look over to see my dad sitting in the chair, fast asleep. What happened to me? I squint my eyes to focus on my dad's face. His eyes are red, he's been crying. And, his face is pale with dark circles under his eyes. What happened? Did dad get any sleep last night?

Now I'm worried. This year has been the worst...