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What would happen after the funeral with his granddaughter who I was still very much in love with…?
Chapter Twelve
SAGE
I had the black dress hung up in my closet.
I hated having to take the damn thing out and put it on.
My nerves felt shot already.
My heart randomly raced.
One second my hands were bone dry, the next they glistened with sweat.
To think that my grandfather was in a casket and being driven to the cemetery…
I sat on the corner of my bed and stared at the floor for a few seconds.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
Right now I had to hold it together.
For Travis.
He’s never experienced death before.
And my grandfather was the closest person Travis had as a father in life.
I had many more years with my grandfather.
Travis… he got cheated…
I stood up, took one more breath, and looked at myself in the mirror.
I nodded.
Pull it together, Sage.
Or at least try.
I slid out of my pants first.
Then I took my shirt off.
I didn’t mean to catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror.
I wasn’t looking to compare, contrast, or beat myself up over anything.
It just sort of happened.
I saw myself and I froze.
My bra was peach colored.
The padding too thick.
I wore it for comfort rather than show.
