Eve sighed as she watched the scene in front of her, absently stroking Galahad, who was curled up in her lap.
It was a week after Keely's funeral. The storm that had ravaged New York for weeks had finally broken, and the sun had peaked through as her coffin was lowered into the ground, surrounded by friends and family. Old school mates, foster siblings...
It was a week after Keely's funeral. The storm that had ravaged New York for weeks had finally broken, and the sun had peaked through as her coffin was lowered into the ground, surrounded by friends and family. Old school mates, foster siblings...




