Jenny’s POV
The wind was blowing extra hard today.
Lanterns and candles were lit, and fresh flowers laid on the cold rock.
Today was the anniversary of our parents' death.
Jasmine stood next to Garrett, holding his hand. Fred stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders and Clara was next to us as Rose prayed for our parents.
Simon stood near but yet so far and I understand that this day takes more of a toll on him because he remembers everything he lived through having our parents and losing them.
Garrett led Jasmine, Rose, and Clara away to give Simon space and Fred followed behind them but I stayed behind.
My heart was beating fast. l was scared to talk to Simon alone. I was afraid he'd hate me. But I couldn't leave him alone.
I walked slowly toward him.
Simon turned his hea
