Naomi Pov

Lucian and I walked over to where Bruno's brother and sister were as we greeted them really well. Lucian had assured his brother that he was going to do well to make sure that Bruno's younger sister never lacked anything.

We spoke to them for a while before heading back to the building where some prayers were being said for Bruno.

As we stepped out of the cemetery, Lucian and I walked in silence, the weight of the funeral still lingering. The sky, once gray, now ...