I kept on walking while trying my best to avoid the pictures. If I continued to stare at them, I wouldn't be able to keep going. I would fall to the ground clutching the picture to my chest and begging her to return.
I spot her family crying in a corner, and it's only then that it dawns on me what this entire event was about. I take a moment to process everything. It couldn't be. Her family would not be this stupid. They just couldn't.
I knew they weren't crazy enough to host a funeral for their sister. Why the f**k would they do such a thing? Did they not realize that my mate was alive? Are they f*****g delusional? I told them that she was alive, and I told them that she didn't die. What else did I need to do to prove to them that she was waiting for us to save her?
I'm fuming insid
