He howled at the moon. He knew it was his entire fault. He knew that he didn't even try to fight it. He just welcomed her with open arms, forgetting about the girl of his dreams in a heartbeat.

His heart felt like it was being stabbed repeatedly. The pain was almost unbearable. He knew it was only a fraction of the pain Leah felt.

She had gone through so much, but never once did she lose the strength to carry on, up until now. Until it happened. She lost her child. His child. But he didn't comfort her; no, instead he gave in. Gave up. On her, on his life. It was shameful.

He should have figured out her strength was wavering when she stopped phasing and forgot about her surroundings. When she locked herself away and cried herself to sleep every night. The sound still haunts him.

They were all gathered around the grave, Seth was giving his speech. Everyone's face was tear stained. But he knew that really, it was everyone's fault that Leah gave up. Because no-one thought to help Leah, no one cared or noticed when she was gone. Including him.

He howled at the moon. He knew it was his entire fault. He knew that he didn't even try to fight it. He just welcomed her with open arms, forgetting about the girl of his dreams in a heartbeat. And that's why she's gone.