Chapter 3: Funeral
Astrid’s POV
My eyes had been swollen red and puffy from endless crying. My grandmother was the only family
member I had left. Now that she’s dead, I am left all alone.
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Since I’m the only one left, I am in charge of her medical expenses and I have been busy preparing
for her funeral all alone.
I’ve never stopped crying since my grandmother died.
Still, I hated myself.
What’s the purpose of preparing for her funeral and crying after she died when I wasn’t even there
by the time that she needed me the most?
In herst days, I wasn’t even there tofort her.
My precious grandmother doesn’t deserve a granddaughter like me.
I held back my tears as I gathered my grandmother’s favorite foods together and ced them near
her casket.
In the happy memories that I had when I was little, I wasn’t all alone. I always had my mom and
grandma to rely on.
That didn’tst long though, eventually, my mother died and my grandma had to shoulder all the
responsibilities and raise me on her own.
Having only each other to rely on, my grandma and I became very close. She is the person closest
to me, the person to whom I also owe my life.
I was pulled back from my thoughts when someone ced a hand on my shoulder. I thought it was
Killian, but when I looked up I felt disappointed to see Drystan.
“Condolence,” Drystan muttered under his breath as we locked gazes.
I just gave him a slight nod. My heart is too heavy to say anything.
I looked around to search for Killian. The guests are piling up already to share their condolences,
but he’s still nowhere to be found.
He is my mate, he should be the first one tofort me after the person who raised me had just
died. He knows that my grandmother was the only family member I have left. I needed hisfort
the most.
I have been waiting long enough for him toe, but he is nowhere to be found.
Drystan sat at the empty seat beside me which I left vacant for Killian because I was still hoping that
he woulde.
I know Killian doesn’t love me and he only cares about Giselle, but I thought in the years that we’ve
been together, he would at least feel concern for me especially since I was just bereaved of a loved
one.
He is the reason why I wasn’t able to see my grandma while she was alive. I thought he would
come and at least apologize for that.
In the end, I was stupid for hoping that Killian would show care for me at all.
“Luna Astrid, should we start the funeral?” Someone came and whispered to me.
I swallowed hard. “There’s no need to dy the funeral any longer. It’s better to conduct the funeral
while the people who truly cared are here.” I answered in a soft whisper, but Drystan heard me
because he was sitting beside me.
Tears that I thought I had already used up sprang up again and streamed down my eyes as my
grandmother’s casket was slowly lowered into her burial ce.
My shoulders shook and I heaved knowing that this would be thest time I would ever see my
grandmother again.
“Here,” Drystan whispered to me as he handed me his handkerchief. I took it willingly and used it to
wipe my tears and snot away without feeling embarrassed because Drystan and I were close.
I stiffened a bit when Drystan suddenly caressed my back tofort me, but eventually, I rxed
since he was my friend.
Wanting more of hisfort, I turned around and enveloped him in a hug. Right now, all I need is
warmth. Thankfully, he didn’t push me away. Instead, he hugged me back and continued to rub my
back soothingly.
If Drystan wasn’t here, I would have been a mess. Thanks to his hug andfort, some of the pain
in my heart had melted away.
Drystan never left me.
As I saw the guests away and received their condolences, Drystan just stood by my side, ready to
give mefort whenever I needed it.
The funeral was done and the guests had left. As I packed everything up, Drystan helped me
without saying a word. His silence was like hisforting hug to me.
Just seeing him here helping me, I felt understood and I do not have to feel alone anymore.
“Thank you, Drystan,” I muttered under my breath and gave him a small smile.
“It’s nothing, Astrid.” he pauses. “Everything will be okay. I’m sure time will heal you,” he adds when
he still sees sadness in my eyes.
I nodded my head slightly, epting his advice.
“What happened to Killian?” He asks me.
He must have been dying to ask me that question, but he waited until I had turned emotionally
stable.
I averted my gaze at him and continued to pack the excess things that I bought for my
grandmother’s funeral.
Drrystan doesn’t know anything because I haven’t told him anything yet. I’m not nning to tell him
anything either.
I heard footsteps behind me as I felt a presence approaching me. I stopped what I was doing and
turned around to see who thete visitor was only to find out that it was Killian.
Killian looked like he ran in his wolf form toe all the way here. His hair is a mess, and his tie is
not even tied properly. He was breathing so fast that he couldn’t even speak.
My face turned nk as I locked gazes with him. The funeral was over, he didn’t need toe.
Annoyed with his presence, I stormed out of the ce and left Drystan.
Killian chased after me with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
“Astrid, I couldn’t leave early because I had something I needed to take care of. It was something I
couldn’t get away from.”
I stopped and turned on my heel to face him.
My fists balled up at my sides as I narrowed my eyes at him. “Was there anything else more
important than to be on your mate’s side at the time that she needed you the most?” I shot back at
him.
His eyes met mine and for a fleeting moment, a shadow of remorse flickered across his gaze
However, it wasn’t enough to quench my anger.
“You know what, you do not even need toe here,” I spoke bitterly. “If only you hadn’t stopped
me that night, I would have still met my grandma while she was still alive.”
Killian’s grip on the bouquet tightened when he heard my words.
“I had no idea I—“
“I kept telling you that my grandmother needed me!” I yelled, interrupting him from his words. “You
never listened to me.”
“All you cared about is Giselle who is pregnant with your child.” I blurted out finally releasing all the
emotions that I have buried down long enough.
Killian could not say a word. Whatever he says, and even if he apologizes, his words would never
bring back my grandmother and it would never bring me back the time that I could have spent with
her.
Killian was silent for a moment. My heart which has always been heavy, felt lighter than it was after I
finally told him the things that I’ve been wanting to tell him.
I nced at him in surprise when he suddenly crouched down and ced the bouquet of flowers
that he brought on the ground where my grandmother had just been buried.
“I only came here to pay my respects to your grandmother. I’m sorry if I waste, that was out of my
control,” Killian replied like he didn’t just hear the rest of the words that I said.
My breath turned shallow and my heart burned more in anger at his heartlessness. After everything
that I said, that was it?
Unable to control myself anymore, I picked up the flowers and thrashed them on Killian until the
flowers were all shredded into pieces.
Killian epted all the hits that I had given him without saying anything.
“You are here to pay respect?!” I screamed at him. “Do you know how disrespected my
grandmother would feel to see how much you had disrespected me?” I threw what was left of the
flowers to the ground.
“I’m tired of this. If you can’t give me respect, I should at least give myself some respect,” I spoke in
a weak voice as I collected myself together.
This wasn’t a part of any of my ns, but right now I think that is the best decision I could ever
make for myself.
“Let’s just stop this joke and get a divorce,” I spoke firmly, looking at Killian directly in his eyes.