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My mom knew that she wouldn't be able to comfort me. her fingers gently comb through my hair as my tears slowly stopped falling. My body and mind feel numb. I try to force myself not to blink because when I do, I see Cade's face. But the white walls of the room are the perfect canvas for the ice blue eyes that I met on the field to dance. Either way, I am haunted by what could have been or what could be. I can't help feeling like if this Alpha is somehow my mate, that it's disrespectful to not only Cade's family but to Cade as well. He's gone from us and yet somehow I get a second chance at happiness? What have I done to deserve that? Cade is the hero, not me and yet I get another chance? Guilt floods through my body like molasses, turning my blood cold. Would it be selfish t