Natasha:
“Does it make me a bad person to mourn over them?” I asked Killian as he entered the room. I was sitting on top of mom’s bed as I looked out the window.
The number of times that both Nikolai and I were in here were countless, and I couldn’t help but find myself looking down at the first picture mom took of the two of us. He invited me to prom when he found out that I was yet to have a date, and though we broke up a year afterwards, I knew that the two of us were somehow meant to be together as we grew older.
“We all mourn for those that we love.” He said, and I wrapped my arms around my legs as he walked toward me. He sat on the bed by my side, but I had to admit, I couldn’t find it in myself to look at him. I didn’t know why, maybe it was me being embarrassed of everything th
