Marabella POV
I awoke at Jordan’s the following day, three days after the altercation with Eziah. My parents have been annoying the hell out of me, and I swear if I get one more positive affirmation meme from my father, I may just drive up there to shove his phone up his ass. Every day is like clockwork, they all video chat like they are worried I would try to kill myself again.
Although, I am way more concerned about Jayden’s state of mind than my own. We haven’t heard from him since Jordan brought me here to the apartment. Not one word. However, today is Lucas’s funeral, so I will get to see him.
As I climb out of Jordan’s car, he grabs my hand and pulls me to the burial ground of Jayden's family, weaving us through the cemetery to the back. It is odd. I half expected the service to be held at the manor, since it has its own graveyard.
“I thought more people would show up,” I whisper to Jordan. Looking around, only Jayden and Andrei are standing beside the grave that has already bee
