Prologue

*Tacey*

I felt hollow and lonely as I stared at the grave stone in front of me. My eyes burned but no tears fell. I guess I'd cried all the tears I had in the few months it had been since the lifeless body of the one most precious to me was laid into the ground.

"Hey," a soft voice came from behind me. I turned to see a girl about my age wearing an expression that seemed to match what I felt.

"Who are you?" my voice sounded weak.

"I'm Takara," she came to stand beside me, "was this someone you loved very much?"

I nodded.

"I know how you feel," her voice cracked as she choked on a sob, "I just lost my mom."

I turned to look at her. Tears were streaming down her cheeks in two little rivers and her lips were quivering with silent sobs. I put my arm around her and we cried on each other's shoulders.

I glanced at the gravestone. I will never let anyone take your place…Jason.