Rieka
The hot water felt good against my skin, washing away the drama that seemed to be constantly thrown at me.
As Seth washed my long blonde hair for me, I wondered if I had decided to do the right thing by requesting Claire and Catherine to be cremated along with the few pack members that we lost. It wasn't the troll way to be cremated, but I didn't know what else to do.
Seth's fingers started massaging my scalp and I closed my eyes while leaning my head forward so that the hot water could beat against the back of my neck. It was these moments, when he allowed me my mental space while still being there for me physically and emotionally, that made me appreciate him more than I could ever express. No matter how much we drove each other crazy, we were still always there for each other.
