Andrew's POV
Zola was right. I was acting like a little sensitive b***h. Instead of appreciating Star and all that her and her family has done for me, I've been looking at a bunch of things in a negative view. I was such a d**k to my mate, and I am going to apologize as soon as I see her. I can't stand the thought of being mad at her for long, and I just want her in my arms.
Zola and I walk outside and see a circle formed with tulips and a large painting of Selene in the center. In front of the painting, Selene's body lays peacefully on a bed of flowers. I pull Zola closer to me and give her a supportive hug. Pulling apart after a moment, Zola walks inside the circle and stands next to her mother's body, in front of the portrait. Star comes over and stands beside me silently. The four
