Just from picturing that beautiful moment in my head, I realized that it was ultimately the start of our friendship that we had, and it made more tears automatically begin to pool in my eyes, causing them to overflow. As tears now seep uncontrollably from the corners of them, I begin to sob, morning my friend’s death, as the howls from the rogue wolves come to a halt, leaving the clearing in complete silence.
At this point, I was feeling no more physical pain, as the emotional pain was so grave that it was numbing everything else that I had been feeling. My heart was completely shattered, and honestly, I didn’t know if I was going to recover from this one, as Mazie was just eighteen years of age, with her whole future left in front of her.
Through my tear-filled eyes, I barely noticed
