Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 3: Funeral

Astrid's POV

My eyes had been swollen red and puffy from endless crying. My grandmother was the only family member I had left. Now that she's dead, I am left all alone.

Since I'm the only one left, I am in charge of her medical expenses and I have been busy preparing for her funeral all alone.

I've never stopped crying since my grandmother died.

Still, I hated myself.

What's the purpose of preparing for her funeral and crying after she died when I wasn't even there by the time that she needed me the most?

In her last days, I wasn't even there to comfort her.

My precious grandmother doesn't deserve a granddaughter like me.

I held back my tears as I gathered my grandmother's favorite foods together and placed them near her casket.

In the happy memories that I had when I was little, I wasn't all alone. I always had my mom and grandma to rely on.

That didn't last long though, eventually, my mother died and my grandma had to shoulder all the responsibilities and raise me on her own.

Having only each other to rely on, my grandma and I became very close. She is the person closest to me, the person to whom I also owe my life.

I was pulled back from my thoughts when someone placed a hand on my shoulder. I thought it was Killian, but when I looked up I felt disappointed to see Drystan.

"Condolence," Drystan muttered under his breath as we locked gazes.

I just gave him a slight nod. My heart is too heavy to say anything.

I looked around to search for Killian. The guests are piling up already to share their condolences, but he's still nowhere to be found.

comfort me after the person who raised me had just died. He knows that my grandmother was the only family member I

at the empty seat beside me which I left vacant for Killian

know Killian doesn't love me and he only cares about Giselle, but I thought in the years that we've been together, he would at least feel concern for me especially since I was just bereaved

while she was alive. I thought he

was stupid for hoping that

funeral?" Someone

the people who truly cared are here." I answered in a soft whisper, but Drystan heard me because he was sitting beside me.

this would be the last time I

whispered to me as he handed me his handkerchief. I took it willingly and used it to wipe my

a bit when Drystan suddenly caressed my back to comfort me,

now, all I need is

would have been a mess. Thanks to his hug and comfort, some of the

Drystan never left me.

received their condolences, Drystan just stood by my side, ready to give me comfort whenever I

the guests had left. As I packed everything up, Drystan helped me without saying a word. His silence was

felt understood and I do not have

muttered under my

"Everything will be okay. I'm sure time will heal you," he adds when

my head slightly,

to Killian?" He asks

have been dying to ask me that question, but he waited until I had

at him and continued to pack the excess things that I bought

doesn't know anything because I haven't told him anything yet. I'm

a presence approaching me. I stopped what I was doing and turned around to see who the late visitor was only to find out that it was Killian. Killian looked like he ran in his wolf form to come all the way here. His hair is a mess, and his tie is not

him. The funeral was over, he didn't need to come. Annoyed with his presence, I stormed out of the

after me with a bouquet of flowers in

I had something I needed to take care of. It was

turned on my

your mate's side at the time that she needed you the most?" I shot back at him. His eyes met mine and for a fleeting moment, a shadow of remorse flickered

it wasn't enough