Rheya POV
“Devika, it is time,” Leo’s voice brought me out of my trance. I nodded and stood up, reaching out for his hand for comfort. He gripped it tightly as he began to walk us down the steps. I wrapped my free hand round his bicep and leaned my head on his shoulder. Normally it would be hard for me to reach, but I had ginormous heels on.
It was not something I wanted to wear to a funeral but long story short, Natalie and I were out shopping one day, we were about 16. I came across these ridiculously tall 6-inch fire red heels. I tried them on as a joke and Natalie insisted that I buy them. After fighting about how I would never wear them, she bought them and joked that I could wear them to her funeral…when we would be 80 and dying off natural causes…not in our 30s. But I felt like it
