Jackson
I wished I hadn’t seen how they died. Scarlett’s last words now haunted my thoughts. I had hoped i imaged hearing her in my head before. I hadn’t slept properly since she had died anyway but now I all I saw when I closed my eyes was her face.
Today was the day of their memorial. I wanted this day to come and dreaded it in equal measures. After today I would be expected to move on, forget and plan for my packs future. I wasn’t sure I knew how to do that yet, but I was also wanted some people gone, the well intentions were grating on the nerves I didn’t have anymore.
I realised I was consciously avoiding the twins. It wasn’t that I didn’t love them less but her scent was fading everywhere else but them so every-time I held them it was like she had just walked into the room. Cor
