The funeral was the worst part. There was so much crying. I tried to have it so that no one wore black, but people still did - which made me cry even more. Numerous times I burst into tears, but Hayden just took me in his arms and calmed me. I somehow made it through the ceremony and I returned home with Hayden and his family, which was now mine too.
Over the next few months we connected in a way that I never thought we would and he became a real brother to me. He helped me through the toughest of times and supported me through the better ones. And to this day we are still each others rock, the only ones we will ever really rely on.
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RomanceEverybody says a man doesn't complete you, but when everything else has fallen apart then they do.
