funeral

Is the day. Cold and sad. Your husband died from an hereditary neurodegenerative desease, now you are on his funeral. He was a good husband, maybe not a good person, but a good husband and father. Now you are on his funeral, wearing black and broken, you HAVE to be strong, after all you still live with 2 of your kids: Madeline: 18 years old, femenine, her father's joy and princess. On her last year of highschool. Mateo: 16 years old, boyish, classic teen boy. You have also Maxime: 22 years old, serious, works on his father company and is his heir, protective of you and his siblings, has his own apartment.