Sky's POV
With all the money he had,he could not buy her life back. She was gone. Just like that.Sky was still in awe. He could not believe that he had lost the love of his life in the blink of an eye.The rain poured softly at the cemetery, as if it was trying to comfort him. He stood tall with his broad shoulders and dark eyes fixed on the coffin as the funeral service proceeded. His body was present but his mind was elsewhere, trapped in deep grief and guilt. He didn't know Jenny's mother, Rose, was coming. Her relationship with Jenny seemed distant and complicated. Yet here she was, gracefully stepping out of a luxurious black car like a queen emerging from shadows.
Rose was unbelievably stunning and seemingly young. Blonde hair, emerald eyes, and a smile that could weaken any man alive. Sky felt an electric jolt, an instant spark of attraction he didn't understand. But the guilt followed, this was his mother in law, for God's sake.As she approached gradually, the rain seemed to pave the way for her, seemingly stunned by her striking beauty.Sky's heart thumped, he could not take his eyes off her.
"Sky Kane?" Her voice was so soft, confident, like a midnight melody on a Friday night."Yes," he said, clearing his throat. "Mrs Grant. It's an honor to finally meet you.""It's Miss to you", she replied as her eyes studied him with a glimmer of curiosity."I've heard a lot about you," she went on to say, a faint smile playing on her lips."All good things, I hope."He forced a smile, feeling like a little boy.
The service proceeded, Sky's attention drifting to Rose. She moved with a quiet elegance, her every gesture seemed deliberate, intoxicating. He caught himself staring while his mind raced with thoughts he shouldn't be thinking.What was wrong with him? Jenny had been gone for days, and he was already thinking of her mother...The pastor's voice rose, a compassionate tone that pulled the mourners into a shared grief. Sky's eyes drifted back to Rose yet again, her face was masked with sorrow, her eyes shining with a lot of unshed tears.
After the service had ended, the rain intensified, covering the cemetery with a grey mask. Sky stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest, as Rose's gaze met his, holding a hint of... something. Something he failed to understand."Sky," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "May I have a word with you?".He nodded, his heart racing, as she led him to a nearby oak,away from prying ears."I'm glad you came," she said, her eyes searching his face. "My daughter loved you, you know."
He nodded, his throat tight. "I loved her, too."Rose's gaze lingered, her eyes seeing too much, too deep. "I know you did," she said, her voice soft. "But I think you're running, Sky. From your grief, from your feelings... from me."He pulled back, startled. "What are you talking about?"
Her smile was sad. "You feel it, too. This spark. It's why you're standing here, frozen."Sky's heart skipped a beat. How did she know? How was it so easy for her to see through him in such a short time.The rain drenched them,but none of them seemed to notice. They gazed into each other's eyes ."I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice sharp.Her laughter was gentle. "Liar," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You feel it. And I do, too."As she turned to leave, Sky caught her arm, his fingers brushing against her skin electrifying her like a spark off a live wire.
"I don't know what's going on," he said, his voice raw. "But I think you're wrong,I loved my wife."Rose's gaze met his, a glimmer of something. "You need to stop running. Face it. Face me. Tell me how you feel."As she pulled away, he felt the ground shift beneath his feet. She left with a lot of confusion.
He stood there, frozen, as the rain washed away the tears, the grief and above all the guilt. Was he attracted to her as she claimed or was grief confusing him?