Third Person POV “Adrian, you can’t keep pretending this doesn’t hurt you,” I said. Adrian turned his face away. “Of course it hurts, Aunt Nancy. I never thought I would be a widow this young. I never thought my mate would betray me or cheat on me. I never thought I would have this pathetic an end to a relationship that never flourished.” I looked at my nephew-in-law, and my heart clenched. He has suffered, and I’m ashamed and saddened that it was because of my niece. I wish they had reached out to me before. I would have tried to help them through all of this. “I know you are hurting, but you are not crying. You are not mourning,” I said after having spent an entire month here on the coast with him. “I assure you, Aunt Nancy, I have cried,” Adrian said. “Adrian, I lost my mate young, too. It was unfair. It took me a long time to understand that crying from the sting of her death and crying from the heart are two different things.” “What’s the difference?” He asked. “Because it
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