A corpse lay inside which was nothing but bones and Orion moved to look down at his father with an ache in his eyes that hurt me. “Hey, Dad,” he murmured. “I’m sorry,” I said gently, moving closer to look down into the coffin. “Don’t be,” he sighed. “He died a long time ago.” “That doesn’t mean it’s not sad anymore,” I said with a frown, moving to his side and brushing my fingers against his arm. He glanced at me, and our eyes met, the air thickening between us.
