Chapter 23 Is She Unglamored

-Ronan-

I don't quite understand human customs, but I'm sure Ara is supposed to be there at the front when they lower the coffin. She stops far away from the crowd though, and I don't push her. From the stone, I can feel that she's already overwhelmed.

She's angry and grief-stricken, but at the same time, I feel like she's also...happy. Comforted, I guess? I don't know if it's because she's seen her sister or what, but it's certainly helping this be more tolerable.

Once they start shoveling dirt into the hole where they've lowered the casket, my phone begins to vibrate. I check to see who it is, and groan inwardly when I realize it's Stella.

"I'll be right back," I say to Ara, handing her the umbrella. She looks slightly confused, but smiles at me when she sees that I have my phone in my hand.

"Stella," I say to the phone once I'm standing far from Arabella and her people, partially concealed by a large willow tree. "I'm in the middle of so