Ceremony

I arrived home with my shoes dangling between my fingers

I had walked home barefoot because I was too angry to hail a cab or call one of the drivers.

First ring, second ring, and finally she answered on the third ring her voice thick with what I thought was tears.

“Are you okay?” That was the first thing I asked the moment she picked.

“Um... Yes” she sniffed from the other end. I knew beside the fact that she was pretty upset with Natalie's attitude the last time , she loved her as a sister would. She paused for a moment. “I'll call you back, Luna. I'm really not in a good shape” her voice trailing off into silence.

I pursed my lips and nodded in understanding, but when I realized she couldn't see I spoke out. “Sure, take care” I murmured, pulling the phone away from my ear as she ended the call.

Bad day.

The rogues attacked, Natalie is dead.

My husband is suspecting that I had something to do with it.

And my quote _fuckmate_ unquote, is a jerk and an older version of Damon.

Literally