Grief wasn’t always screaming loud in pain and anguish. It could be that. It could be breaking things, wrecking havoc, screaming at the top of your lungs. But then sometimes it was also a deafening silence that sat heavy on your chest, the kind that made it hard to breathe.

Aurora had felt grief before, but never like this. This time, it wasn’t just a loss, it was guilt. It was heartbreak. It was the kind of pain that crept into your bones and stayed there making it it's new forever home.

She sat on the floor beside Remi’s still body, her claws now human hands, trembling as they rested...