*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV*
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My tears uncontrollably fell from my eyes, staring at my mate while feeling all her emotions. I walked nearer to her as I let out a fireball on my right hand enough to light up our surroundings.
I rubbed her back with my left hand to comfort her while we both looked at the tombstones before us with the names Prescilla Karstensen and Kyle Conor Winsley engraved on them, her parents.
A sad sigh escaped from her, and slowly, she rested her head on my shoulder and wrapped an arm halfway around my waist.
"They are just being fair, don't you think, Blair?" She asked me with her low voice, and I lightly nodded my head in response.
Losing someone you love is an awful thing to experience. It's hard to accept, and it's hard to deal with it. Me, myself, I l
