Chapter 45. Melancholic

Keira’s POV

Tears were brimming in my eyes as my lips trembled. I stood before my mum and brother’s grave and gave myself a minute to let a few tears escape. Having a breakdown in the middle of a cemetery was not in my best interest.

But I could bet that almost everyone who came here with a bouquet would do the same thing.

My brother had to be one of the best humans who had walked this earth. Not because he is dead, but because even while he wasn’t here anymore, I lived by a lot of his mantras.

I can remember him telling me that I’m some little firecracker. And that it was okay for me to let myself burn before I shone. And that was just one of them. He was really the one person who had my back even more than I did.

But the tears were uncontrollable. I tried to take in slow, steady br