Debby’s POV“Honey, food is ready,” I said at Daisy's door.“I'm not hungry,” she answered huskily.I sighed softly and grabbed the door handle.“I'm coming in,” I said seriously, then opened the door and walked in.I froze at the sight that greeted me.She sat on the ground, surrounded by ripped letters, torn pictures, and broken little pieces of memories scattered everywhere. Her hair was messy, her shoulders slumped, and her eyes… red and empty.My heart ached painfully.I slowly walked over and sat beside her, pulling her into my arms without a word.My baby girl was suffering, and her mate wasn't even close by to comfort her in any way or make the pain bearable.“Mom,” she called in a cracked voice.“Yes, my darling,” I answered softly, holding her tighter.“I don't know how to be okay,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I really don't know how to be okay. I'm in so much pain.”She broke down completely.I closed my eyes briefly, fighting the ache in my chest as I rubbed her ba
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