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.

the first one to comfort me after the person who raised me had just died. He knows that my grandmother was the only family member I have left. I needed his comfort the most. I have been waiting long

empty seat beside me which I left vacant for Killian because I was

about Giselle, but I thought in the years that we've been together, he would at least feel concern for me especially since I

I wasn't able to see my grandma while she was alive. I thought he

was stupid for hoping that Killian would show care for me

we start the funeral?" Someone came

the funeral any longer. It's better to conduct the funeral while the people who truly cared are here." I answered in a soft whisper, but Drystan heard me because he was sitting beside me. Tears that I

knowing that this would be the last

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

bit when Drystan suddenly caressed my back to comfort me, but eventually, I relaxed

a hug. Right now, all I need is warmth. Thankfully, he didn't push me away. Instead, he hugged me back and continued to rub my

wasn't here, I would have been a mess. Thanks to his hug and comfort,

Drystan never left me.

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

up, Drystan helped

understood and I do not have to

I muttered under my

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

head slightly, accepting his

happened to Killian?"

to ask me that question, but he waited until I

averted my gaze at him and continued to pack the excess

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

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 over, he didn't need to come. Annoyed with his presence, I stormed out of

me with a bouquet of flowers in his

needed to take care of. It was

on

the time that she needed you

enough