Talia's POV

To make the mood light, I decided to tell her funny little stories about life in Moonstone.


The sound of Margo's laughter was music to my ears. Her perfectly straight and white teeth reflected all the light back to me.

Margo was such a pleasant company. I already knew we were going to have a swell time.

'I promise I'm going to know you better." She said, with tears glistening her eyes as I told her about how life with Kael was. 'You've been through so much."


'It's okay." I waved off her worries. 'I'm fine as long as I have you to talk to, confidentially." I added, emphasizing the last word so she remembers I already made her swear to secrecy.

'That's promised." Margo replied instantly.


'Thank you." I said. 'What's up with you? You know that by that I mean both past and present right?" I chuckled after subtly reminding her that they are details I definitely will not remember anymore.

'He passed." Margo said solemnly. 'I had to mourn you both at once. It was really hard, but I had to be strong because I had a baby to care for." She explained.

'Why did Ken leave that to you though?" I asked her. It was something I never really understood.

'We both decided that it was best for both of us, and the baby." She said, And I kinda understood that. If Ken weren't a good man, Margo would definitely have been warming his bed every night since then, but he wasn't Vance. And beyond that, it really was best for the baby to have Margo around, she's a cute little thing.

'I get that. It was smart." I replied.

'What else?" I prodded. 'That can't be all." I continued.

'Well, I've not really moved on from him." She confessed. 'I still see him in my sleep. Sometimes I don't want to wake up anymore. I just want to be with him."

I was trying to hold the tears back.

'I'm sorry." I replied.

'No, no. It's fine." She said, 'I want to have to tell the story without feeling pitied. I don't want to be pitied for his memory."

'I understand that." I assured Margo. 'I'm all ears."

'I didn't think I was going to lose him. Matter of fact, he was already getting better." She continued. It was weird that I didn't even know his name. But she was too busy in her head for me to ask. It would seem off and make things really weird.

'He has always been my heaven on earth. Life meant nothing without him, but I had someone else to live for, so I kept on." Margo said. It was quite obvious that she was just scratching the surface.

'Talk to me." I said, squeezing her hand.

'Some days, I hate him." I was caught unawares, but the tears had started rolling. Margo was in obvious pain. 'I want to see him just one last time to ask him why he chose to leave me all alone in this wicked world…"She broke off, cradling her head in her hands. 'when he was the one who convinced me that life was worth giving a shot." She continued.

'Margo, I'm sure he didn't want to." She was in a very sensitive mood. The least I could do was to be mindful of what I say to her.

'Well how does that explain how I'm all alone now? I still sleep with his clothes next to me so I could breathe his scent, deceive myself that he's next to me. I don't want to do this anymore." Margo's tears were streaming down fully.

I decided that it was smart to not say anything about it. I just went ahead to rub her back while she let out her soul.

'Up until this moment, I still wish it was me in place of you both." I'm beginning to suspect Margo was a bit suicidal, she's said so many things that pointed in that direction.

'You don't have to say that." I consoled her.

'That's the mildest of the thoughts I've had. He made my world, my world. Without him, I'm just going sit around and watch how long it takes me to wither off." As serious as she sounded, Margo actually looked well cared for. She must've had to be 'around" for Isla's baby, after the death of her own mate.

Her story brought tears to my eyes for more than obvious reasons. It's a little strange to see people who felt as much for their mates as this. If Vance did, he wouldn't be married to Nadia right now. Even Landon would not have let it happen. It was a hell of a life back in Moonstone.

If I experienced this type of love when I was really Talia, none of all these would have happened.

Margo was shamelessly such in her mate, after almost a year of his passing. I really did not know what to say that would have made her stop crying, but I'm sure her mate is really proud of her wherever he is.

I had been hearing footsteps at the door, most probably Ken's. It's his way of checking up on us without interrupting. It always amuses me, and I have to make a face to Margo to convince her that she wasn't the one I was laughing at.

'Margo, I just want you to know that I also have been through shit. Maybe this is fate's way of compensating us both. We have each other now, and while it still feels like there are missing pieces, we will figure it out. We have to." I've never had to convince anyone to go on, except me. I could only hope I did a good job at it.

She hugged me tight. It was more of a bear hug. I smelt her lovely rose fragrance, soaking it all in. She was my new confidant, and I, hers.

It felt like the end of a movie. A new best friend, a loving mate who's stuck on and obsessed with me, and a beautiful little girl who has my eyes and hair.

But I didn't want to be deceived by those, I can't just sit content and wait for life to happen. It felt like my turn to happen to life.