The days after I woke up, were filled with sorrow. Days passed, and I never left our bed. Keaton tried to get me to move around, but I refused. I preferred to wallow in my sadness, but after a long talk with my wolf, I've decided to move along with my life. Our unborn child will always hold a special place in my heart, but life must go on. We won't think about having a child for a while because of our loss, but moving on is the better choice now.
I wake up in our bed with the sun shining directly in my face. I shield my eyes and turn over looking for Keaton. I realize he must've gone to his office, which leaves me time to get ready at my own pace. I spend an hour in the shower, enjoying the hot water on my skin. After, I dress fairly dressy hoping maybe it will lift my spirits.
I wander
