A 𝒮𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓈 fanfic. It's been two months. Two months since a night that changed your life for the worse. A night that made your views on the world break. You hated the world. Hated it for taking the love of your life away from you. Your one and only, your most beloved, the person you called your husband. His name, a painful memory, was Jackson Damenson. The grief was getting the better of you. You never left your house, never left your room. The very room you shared with Jackson. The sheets smelt like him, just barely, and you wanted to hang onto whatever hint of him that was left in this world. You hadn't showered, the depression getting the better of you. Your sister, the only person truly caring for your well-being searched and found a grief group. After some serious begging she was able to get you out of the bed. She offered to drive you to these meetings which you agreed to. The first meeting comes and it's honestly something you didn't think would be what you needed. That was until you come across a certain redheaded woman. WANDA x READER GIRL x GIRL