Arturo

It had been seven months to the day since Tyler’s funeral, and not a day went by that I didn’t think about that kid. I had never met anyone like Tyler. The boy had been one of a kind—a true fucking geezer— and he was missed by us all. Supporting Bella that day was hard as I had to watch her heart break all over again. The speech she’d given made everyone laugh. I’d heard her practising it a thousand times but when she got up on that podium she delivered it like it was written in the moment. My woman was stronger than anyone gave her credit for.