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It almost made her heart stop, to see her child so grown up. No wonder, fourteen years had passed it was quite obvious the girl would become a woman in such a long time. The blonde sighed caressing the tomb of her late husband with a sad smile gracing her features, her flowers rustling in the light afternoon breeze.
"You left before me Jude," she whispered before her eyes darted to her own grave sticking out like an ugly reminder of her regrets and failures. She heard the footsteps behind her approaching, a small gasp and the sound of something light dropping, flowers? Layla did not turn, it wasn't her choice to make, it was Lucy's.
The blonde let out a deep breath and wondered if fate was starting to turn it's wheels, she didn't particularly like a reunion in a cemetery, but at least Jude could watch over them.