⚰ ( from molly )
⚰: my muse’s reaction to watching yours die from afar
The Prewetts had become Freddie’s home shortly after their paths had crossed. She still mourned for Gideon, still missed him every day, but she was getting better. She was healing. Knowing that soon she would lose another piece of her home, that the woman who ran the Prewetts and kept everything together was dying was unfathomable to Freddie. The world was a hard enough place to get by in. What would they do without Molly?










