I felt a wave of anger and sorrow wash over me, threatening to drown me. My mother was dead because of Travis, because of his orders!
At that moment, the Moon Goddess' warning echoed in my mind. I had ignored her, and now I was paying the price.
I fell to my knees, tears streaming down my face. Everything I had ever wanted was shattered. My dreams, my hopes, my future with Travis—it was all gone!
Despite the crushing grief, I knew I had to handle her funeral. It felt like I was moving through a fog as I made the arrangements. I chose her favorite flowers, a soft arrangement of lilies and roses, and made sure she was dressed in the beautiful gown she loved. I wanted to honor her in every way I could, even though every decision was a painful reminder that she was gone.
The day of the funeral was overcast, fitting for the sorrow that hung over me. I stood at the graveside, clutching a single rose, my mind drifting back to the happier times we shared. Memories of her laughter, her warm hugs, and the way she always knew how to make everything better flooded my mind, bringing fresh waves of tears.