2) Emotional Moments from Ozzy Osbourne’s Memorial: Sharon’s Fragility & Aimee’s Visible Grief

I panicked. I didn’t want my boss to become my stepdad. So, in desperation, I distracted him with a fake report and then “accidentally” spilled coffee on his laptop to delay him. It worked. He missed the date. But when I saw how sad my mom sounded that night, guilt overwhelmed me.

I knew I had to fix it. I confessed everything to both of them that evening. My mom was shocked, and Michael was confused—but both were understanding. Phoebe, my mom, smiled gently and forgave me. Michael did too. That night, they had dinner—finally.And me? I realized love truly knows no age, and sometimes, letting go is how you show love the most.

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