Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 3

Astrid’s POV

My eyes had been swollen red and puffy from endless crying. My grandmother was the only family member I had left. Now that she’s dead, I am left all alone.

Since I’m the only one left, I am in charge of her medical expenses and I have been busy preparing for her funeral all alone.

I’ve never stopped crying since my grandmother died.

Still, I hated myself.

What’s the purpose of preparing for her funeral and crying after she died when I wasn’t even there by the time that she needed me the most?

In her last days, I wasn’t even there to comfort her.

My precious grandmother doesn’t deserve a granddaughter like me.

I held back my tears as I gathered my grandmother’s favorite foods together and placed them near her casket.

In the happy memories that I had when I was little, I wasn’t all alone. I always had my mom and grandma to rely on.

That didn’t last long though, eventually, my mother died and my grandma had to shoulder all the responsibilities and raise me on her own.

Having only each other to rely on, my grandma and I became very close. She is the person closest to me, the person to whom I also owe my life.

I was pulled back from my thoughts when someone placed a hand on my shoulder. I thought it was Killian, but when I looked up I felt disappointed to see Drystan.

“Condolence,” Drystan muttered under his breath as we locked gazes.

I just gave him a slight nod. My heart is too heavy to say anything.

I looked around to search for Killian. The guests are piling up already to share their condolences, but he’s still nowhere to be found.

He is my mate, he should be the first one to comfort me after the person who raised me had just died. He knows that my grandmother was the only family member I have left. I needed his comfort the most.

I have been waiting long enough for him to come, but he is nowhere to be found.

Drystan sat at the empty seat beside me which I left vacant for Killian because I was still hoping that he would come.

I know Killian doesn’t love me and he only cares about Giselle, but I thought in the years that we’ve been together, he would at least feel concern for me especially since I was just bereaved of a loved one.

He is the reason why I wasn’t able to see my grandma while she was alive. I thought he would come and at least apologize for that.

In the end, I was stupid for hoping that Killian would show care for me at all.

“Luna Astrid, should we start the funeral?” Someone came and whispered to me.

I swallowed hard. “There’s no need to delay the funeral any longer. It’s better to conduct the funeral while the people who truly cared are here.” I answered in a soft whisper, but Drystan heard me because he was sitting beside me.

Tears that I thought I had already used up sprang up again and streamed down my eyes as my grandmother’s casket was slowly lowered into her burial place.

My shoulders shook and I heaved knowing that this would be the last time I would ever see my grandmother again.

“Here,” Drystan whispered to me as he handed me his handkerchief. I took it willingly and used it to wipe my tears and snot away without feeling embarrassed because Drystan and I were close.

I stiffened a bit when Drystan suddenly caressed my back to comfort me, but eventually, I relaxed since he was my friend.

Wanting more of his comfort, I turned around and enveloped him in a hug. Right now, all I need is warmth. Thankfully, he didn’t push me away. Instead, he hugged me back and continued to rub my back soothingly.

If Drystan wasn’t here, I would have been a mess. Thanks to his hug and comfort, some of the pain in my heart had melted away.

Drystan never left me.

As I saw the guests away and received their condolences, Drystan just stood by my side, ready to give me comfort whenever I needed it.

The funeral was done and the guests had left. As I packed everything up, Drystan helped me without saying a word. His silence was like his comforting hug to me.