She had already broke down once, tears and the guilt she had smothering her because of Jackson's death. She labeled herself a death sentence and it was true, she lost a lot of her pack before even marrying Jackson.
Her eyes looked up at him, she sighed deeply, "here I am again," she said with halfhearted shrug. She brought a hand up to her face, wiping the tears, Jackson was a good man, a good husband, a good father to Hope, and now he was gone.