Blair’s POV
The air felt thick with the burden of sorrow, making it difficult to catch a breath. It had been a grueling two days since we said goodbye to Tom, yet the ache persisted, raw and acute, reminiscent of an unhealed wound. Tom meant more than just friendship; he was akin to a brother, a steadfast partner in a reality rife with hazards and unknowns.
Facing my reflection in the mirror, clad in somber black attire, my heart throbbed with a mixture of sorrow and helplessness. Tom had been my steadfast companion since the beginning, a constant presence through every joy and hardship. Side by side, we confronted challenges, confronted adversity, and celebrated our victories. Still, he was torn from our grasp by the unforgiving grip of fate.
My fists tightened, fueled by an intense ye
