Preface
Rain pouring down her face, Roxy stood at the foot of her brother's grave. Sighing sadly, she knelt to the ground and put a single red rose on the grave. She shook her head sadly.
"I'm sorry Vince," she whispered. Tears slowly started to form in her eyes and threatened to spill over. Guilt racked her body and Roxy felt that everything was her fault. She felt a hand touch her shoulder and looked up. She smiled sadly and sighed once again.
"It's not your fault. It was his choice. He sacrificed himself for you because he loved you," He looked at her and smiled.
"I know, but I never asked him to. I didn't want him to go. I didn't ask for him to die for me. I still need him. I need a brother." The tears finally spilled over. She wept and wept for the death of her brother and all her grief. This was probably the only chance she was going to get to grieve for her loss so she figured it would be best to let it all out this minute in time. The handsome man squeezed her shoulder. He hated seeing her like this. He looked at her. Her beautiful red hair was in a curly ponytail and cascaded down her back. Her black heels had dirt at the bottom of them because of her running through the cemetery. Just this simple image of her crying her heart out made his heart break. He prayed he would never have to see her like this ever again. She was his wife and no-one would ever dare upset, hurt or touch his woman.