Chapter - 40 (Warning: Contain Mature content)

(Oliver P.O.V)

My world feels black and white; I feel nothing anymore. My life feels bland without her. I have nothing to live for anymore.

I look in front of me. There it is, the casket, my beautiful is inside there. On top of the casket is my beloved picture, the picture of my beautiful mate. If only I were quicker, if only I would have caught her, then now she would be laying in my arms, beautiful as ever.

The ceremony is coming to its end, and I can't believe it. I'm one of the few who loses their mate before I even got to know her properly.

Everything seems surreal as if I'm in a dream. Although I know that it isn't, I saw her fall. I screamed after her; I was too late; I saw her blood stain the grass red.