Maria Carter had a distanced look in her eyes, tired beyond her years. She had lost her daughter, her only family, to a boy who had just had a moment's lack of misjudgement. No one yet knew why young Leo Stone had stabbed poor Lissa Carter, and he had yet to have even uttered a word since the girl's death. Maria let out a deep sigh, her entire worry sinking into it. She was dressed completely in black. Appropriate garb for a funeral. But not her daughter's. No. This was the funeral of her daughter's secret lover, Ash Wood. Maria had had no idea about the relationship between the two, and had found out not long after Ash's death, after it had been assumed he'd walked in front of the car that had taken his life deliberately in grief for his lost lover. She walked cautiously toward her ex-nemesis, Ash's father Tyler Wood. "I'm sorry for your loss," she murmured softly.
Tyler sighed, mimicking her earlier one. "And yours," he replied. He couldn't remember the last time they had spoken without shouting at each other. "I can't help feeling like this is my fault," he grimaced. It had been questioned why Lissa had been in that alley in the first place, and found that it had been to meet with his son secretly. "If not for this stupid feud they wouldn't have had to meet in places like that, and they would still be with us." Though his voice seemed strong, on the inside he felt like a part of him had shattered.
"You couldn't have seen something like this would happen," Maria tried her hand at comforting him. Her voice on the other hand, obviously held the broken pieces of herself with it. "We couldn't have known."