Alpha Farrell’s Pov

“Mom, Dad. I do not know if I’m about to make the worst mistake I could ever make,” I said as I stood next to their tombstone. My clothes dance in the wind. I closed my eyes to listen to the wind singing in my ears as it blew along.

The voices of the boys giggling and playing in the garden could be heard from a distance. Claire and Aiden were with them, helping in any way they could, and also stopping them from doing anything that could cause damage.

I opened my eyes to stare at the blue sky. Dotted with fluffy clouds that floated along...