Apr. 2nd, 2014
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Apr. 2nd, 2014 02:05 pmSo much loss in such an incredibly short space of time. Lydia couldn’t believe she was bringing flowers to the graves of two of the most important people in her life. Now they were gone. In her arms, she nursed two bouquets of roses. Pink for Allison and white for Aiden. Aiden seemed like the last person white roses would suit, but they didn’t know him how she had.
This was what it had all boiled down to. Two bouquets to adorn two graves. It would never be enough. Nothing would make it okay, and nothing would bring them back.