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.

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

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

doesn't love me and he only cares about Giselle, but I thought in the years that we've been

to see my grandma while she was alive. I thought

stupid for hoping that

we start the funeral?" Someone came

whisper, but Drystan heard me because he was sitting

this would be the last time I would ever see my

me his handkerchief. I took it willingly and used it to wipe my tears and snot away without feeling embarrassed

back to comfort me, but eventually,

enveloped him in 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

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

Drystan never left me.

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

done and the guests had left. As I packed everything up, Drystan helped me without saying

seeing him here helping me, I felt understood and I do not have to feel

Drystan," I muttered under my breath and gave him a

sure time will heal you," he adds when

my head slightly, accepting his

happened to Killian?" He asks

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

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

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

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

as I locked gazes with him. The funeral was over, he didn't need to come. Annoyed with

after me with a

couldn't leave early because I had something I needed to take

stopped and turned on my heel

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

enough to