After three days, Richard started to feel like leaving his room. Jean-Claude had brought me clothes and my phone, so I could let Lyd know I wouldn’t make our weekly catch-up call. He looked as sad as Richard, but restricting visitors was actually needed.
Part of the job of the support team was to control the environment when someone had a difficult time with losing a mate. Not everyone did. There were some people who bounced back within a day or two.
We were usually called in if it was taking longer or if the loss was particularly harmful. Someone would stay with widows of warriors or people who lost unmarked mates through death. We would spend days with those who were rejected, but let them have the nights to themselves. They needed it more.
I controlled all aspects of Richard’s lif
