After Rose and Kendyn, Wolf and Freyah, it's finally time for Damon.
The Mortimer is back in business and the eldest of the gang has found himself in a delicate situation...
Emrys Belle, a single mother, a doctor, soon to be a heart surgeon, finds...
All I could do was place my hand on his shoulder. I knew his pain. The realisation settling in that the love of your life has crossed the other side. That you will never see them smile, hear them say your name, and never hold their hand again. They will only ever live in your memory until one day you cross over to meet them again. To walk into their awaiting arms and be reunited once more.
"She's not alone, her father is there waiting for her. He will take care of her." I choked out gripping his shoulder even tighter, letting my own tears fall.
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We had finally all made it to the cemetery. Asher, Ray, Damon, Carter Junior, Kendyn, and Myself were the ones to carry Emrys to her final resting place. The crowd had grown silent as we began to march down the path. A path I knew all too well as I had walked it many times to see my Carter. It didn't feel right to be by him on such a sad occasion but Emrys could not have been laid to rest anywhere else other than beside her father, both taken away from us too soon.
Aurora's cries resonated as Everleigh tried to settle her. I glanced over and saw a few tears slide down Aj's face, he was standing holding Annie's hand while holding a single-stem white rose with the other hand. My heart broke further seeing those little brown eyes holding so much sorrow, it was like looking into Carter's brown eyes.
We reached the end of the path and placed the coffin down. Each of us bowed our heads in respect and stepped away, well all beside Damon. He couldn't step away. He turned to his father, tears glistening in his eyes.
"I can't let her go." he shook his head and looked down at Emrys' coffin.
"I can't live without her. She can't be gone, Dad, she was my whole universe." Damon fully broke down. He had held his own for so long. After Emrys died in his arms and we brought her back he had put himself back together for the sake of his children. As if he had sworn to himself that he wasn't allowed to break and grieve the loss of his wife.
I knew what he was going through. All those feelings mix into one, the hurt and pain that surges all through your body. Each breath you take is one that they no longer do. The guilt is the worst part. The guilt that you carry thinking that you could have done something to save them, that you should have been able to change the narrative that was given to you and despite your best efforts they are no longer by your side, you get to live on and wonder why you. Why do you get to be the one to watch his child grow, to see the wrinkles settle on your face, and let yourself grow older while they will forever stay thirty. Next thing you know, you're at his daughter's funeral watching her husband go through what you went through silently. Having to watch her children grow up without a grandfather and their mother. Having to be the one who remembers, the one who shares the stories so they can live on in the hearts and memories of the loved ones around them. To remind Aj of his mother and to teach Aurora about hers.
Asher had taken his son in his arms, holding firmly onto him knowing full well that if he wasn't his son's rock he would crumble. The air was thick, no one dared to utter a word while the whole scene unfolded before the family and friends that had gathered. Damon sobbed in his father's arms for a little while longer before the officiant was ushered to move the proceeding along. The ceremony was short but beautiful. Not one eye stayed dry, it was difficult to hold a strong front. Emrys was so loved and cherished by the Mortimers and everyone she ever came across.
We walked away as a unit, we needed each other more than anything today. Walking away from the love of my life after his funeral was the most painful thing I have ever had to do for this line of work, walking away from Emrys was the second hardest.
I walked beside Damon who was holding a very sleepy Aurora in his arms. Without a word, I reached over and gave his free hand a squeeze before letting go. He knew. He knew I was there and that I knew what he was feeling and that one day he would be okay again, only half of a whole but he would make it through. Just like I had to.
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