Chapter 82

~ ASHTON’S POV

I stood in front of the cemetery, my heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and sadness. I couldn’t bring myself to muster the courage to step in as I wanted to and I just couldn’t help but let my gaze roam around the yard, studying each gravestone. I have been doing this for nearly five minutes now, unable to stop. It's like I'm drawn to the stories and memories held within these grounds. It's both eerie and mesmerizing at the same time.

I want to walk in but something inside of me isn’t ready yet. Maybe a part of me knows how hard it will be for me if I step in, or maybe I just still find it hard to believe the horrible reality. I’d rather be kept in an imagination than believe the truth of the death of my own brother.

It’s been more than a week now since Jacob passed away and honestly, life has been pretty much messed up. As a matter of fact, I hate living knowing that I have no family left. Jacob was my only family and now that he is gone, I am all left alone with no o