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

the empty seat beside me which I left vacant for Killian because I was still hoping that

the years that we've been together,

while she was alive. I thought he would come

stupid for hoping that Killian would show care for

start the funeral?" Someone came and whispered to

are here." I answered in a soft whisper, but Drystan heard me because he was sitting beside me. Tears that I thought I had already used up sprang up again and streamed down my eyes as my grandmother's

be the

me his handkerchief. I took it willingly and used

back to comfort me, but

all I need is warmth. Thankfully, he

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

Drystan never left me.

the guests away and received their condolences, Drystan just stood by my side, ready to give me

guests had left. As I packed everything up, Drystan helped me without saying a

me, I felt understood and I do not have to feel alone

my breath and gave him a

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

head

Killian?"

must have been dying to ask me that question, but he

at him and continued to pack the

anything because I haven't told him anything yet. I'm not planning to

as I felt 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 even tied properly. He was breathing so fast that he

turned blank as I locked gazes with him. The funeral was over, he didn't need to come. Annoyed with his presence, I stormed out of

with a bouquet of flowers

I had something I needed to take care of. It was something I couldn't get away

turned on my heel

sides as I narrowed my eyes at him. "Was there anything else more important than to be on 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

it wasn't enough to quench my