Davina's POV

The moment the casket settled into the ground, I turned and walked away. I could feel them all gawking, but to my surprise, no one stopped me.

I found a spot under a weeping willow surrounded by concentric rings of weathered gravestones and sat.

I glanced up and noticed Diego, who was standing opposite where I’d been watching me from a distance. He turned away when I caught his gaze.

I wasn’t sure why I expected him to stand next to me.

I shouldn’t have expected a damn thing ...