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.

He knows that my grandmother was the only

I left vacant

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 of

while she was alive. I thought he would come and at least apologize for

hoping that Killian would show care for

should we start the funeral?" Someone came and whispered

delay 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 thought I had already used up sprang up again and streamed down my eyes

would be the last time I would

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

Drystan suddenly caressed my back to comfort me, but eventually, I relaxed since he

in a hug. Right now, all I need is warmth. Thankfully, he didn't push

a mess. Thanks to his hug

Drystan never left me.

just stood by my side, ready to give me comfort

the guests had left. As I packed everything up, Drystan helped

felt understood and I do not have to

my breath and

will heal you," he adds when he still sees sadness

nodded my head slightly, accepting

happened to Killian?" He

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

at him and continued to pack

because I haven't told him anything yet.

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 couldn't

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

after me with a bouquet of flowers in his

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

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

it wasn't enough to quench my

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