The combined funeral ended half an hour ago. It was hard for them burying a friend and a mother at the same time. After people left, each one of her friends went to do his own thing. No more pretending. Now they can grieve in peace. They all were still in the mansion, yet none of them were really in the mood to talk to one another. They felt drained.
Two arms snaked around Mia’s waist. She could feel his warmth against her as she rested her head back on his chest. His cologne was soothing her, keeping her sane. And just the mere thought of losing him like Jane lost Damon made her shudder bringing the unwanted tears back in her eyes.
“Hey,” Jason turned her around engulfing her in his arms. “They are in a better place.” She clutched his white shirt between her fingers tightly while buryi
