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73. ...my voice trembled

Isla’s P.O.V

I dragged my feet to the pack’s graveyard, and my heart raced as I approached my parents' grave, the weight of my grief pressing down upon me like a suffocating blanket. My thoughts grew heavier with each step, tangled in a web of sorrow and longing.

The familiar sight of the weathered stones sent a shiver down my spine. I knelt before the graves and dropped the flowers on the ground, my fingers tracing the letters carved into the cold, unforgiving stone, my fingers trembling with emotion.

"Mum... Dad..." my voice trembled, choked with tears as I struggled to find the words to express the anguish that consumed me. "Mum...Dad…" I whispered, my voice barely more than a broken sob. "I miss you so much." The silence that greeted me was deafening, broken only by the soft rustle of the leaves and the mournful howl of the wind.

At that moment, the weight of my loneliness crashed over me like a tidal wave, threatening to pull me under its relentless tide. Amidst the pain I felt
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