Day after day, his unspoken affections had pounded against the back of his mind, begging to be let out. He forced them back, praying he would get over the stupid crush on the raven haired girl that sat behind him in class.
He loved LadyBug. That was that.
The late autumn grass crunched beneath his black dress shoes as he made his way towards the chairs set up near the pavillion.
Alya glanced up at him, Ninos' hand wrapped tightly around her own. "Hey Adrien. How are you?" She smiled, but he could see the sallowness of her skin, the dark rings around the deep pools of hazel. She looked lost, and so incredibly sad.
"Don't ask me that." He sighed, pulling her to her feet and wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
"I know it hurts." He mumbled into her hair, staring at his best friend over the top of her head. His expression was as grim as he expected his own was.
Alya untangled herself, offering the blond a seat beside her. Her hands clutched onto the two boys, the trembling giving away just how badly she was hurting.
The ceremony was short, Sabine stood at the front of the crowd, delivering a speech no one ever wishes to give.
"My daughter was a wonderful young woman." She began, her gaze hanging absentmindedly in the air as she continued. "She saw the good in others. Her laugh was the first thing i heard every morning when I sat down at the dinner table, her sweet voice saying 'I love you.' was one of the last things I heard when I fell asleep that evening. The bakery will never be the same after this, we will never be the same after this." She stopped, her voice beginning to crack.
His ears rang as he stared behind her, the white coffin stacked with pink roses.
His lady was in there
It had been months since the day he had lost the love of his life, and he couldn't help the pain that swept over him as he knelt in front of her, his fingers trailing over the soft marble. The rain was relentless, soaking hs hair, running down his pale face.
"Mari." he began, unsure.
"I am so incredibly in love with you."