Mourning a Monster

Vivienne’s POV

The air was heavy with grief. Clouds gathered above, their darkened edges hinting at rain, as if even the sky mourned today. I stood at the farthest corner of the cemetery, clutching my coat tightly around me. I didn’t know why I’d come. Maybe it was guilt, or maybe it was the remnants of a friendship that had once meant something.

Declan Hale was being buried today. Today. The da