MILLIE
The night was dark and solemn as we gathered for Lucy's funeral. The soft glow of the moon cast light on the gathering, highlighting the grief etched into everyone’s faces. I did not know how loved Lucy was until I saw the amount of people who were in sorrow after it was announced that she was dead. The pack that I had come in that was once full of life has greatly diminished. It still had the beauties but something in it had gone still. It felt like the energies were grieving Lucy too. I wished I had spent more time getting to know what an amazing person she was.
I stood at the edge of the crowd, feeling out of place amidst the pack members who were united in their sorrow. So many people were crying. I was left to myself after I urged Roman to go ahead and grieve alongside his
