Steph POV
I tried brushing my hair to at least look moderate human. I even tried applying blush and face powder, for I seemed extremely miserable due to the unstoppable tears finding their escape from my eyes.
I knew my life wouldn't be the same because I had lost a massive part of it.
"Steph."
"A minute," I responded from my bedroom.
The mirror still showed a melancholy terrible-looking reflection. I wasn't ready to go downstairs. I needed some more time, only I've been asking for that, and it never helped. Time didn't heal the pain, neither did it bring back my guardian angel.
I had to accept Finn was gone; he really was gone. And moments we spent together were going to be distant memories only they won't fade, for Finn was everything in my life. Forgetting him was like forgetti
