Disclaimer- I do not own primeval or any characters, blah blah blah
Everywhere I look, she's there. Well, it is her flat. But every item, every space in this flat holds a memory- a memory I shared with her. Some of them good, some of them bad.
My last words to her were so stupid, so childish. If only I could go back and say something different instead. Or stop it from happening altogether. If only.
Rex is looking at me expectantly, probably wondering where she is. I reach out to him, but he backs off, confused. I feel yet another tear roll down my face. It is only now that she is gone that I realise the truth- I loved her.
I loved Abby Maitland.