I know I said I was taking a break, pity my mind wouldn't.
However...it's not exactly a happy story. I hope you enjoy it anyway.
The death of their baby ripped them apart.
Their baby boy, born with his eyes forever closed. Their sweet little man whose heart just stopped beating for no reason, before they had a chance to meet him, before he could feel their kisses.
They vowed that his wouldn't destroy them and then they both just let it fall apart.
Hour by hour
Day by Day
Week by Week
It broke them.
She never should have pushed him away; she never should have let it eat away at her until she felt that there was nothing left. She never should have walked away.
When he found the note that said she had gone away for a few days to just breathe he should have gone after her and bought her back.
He should have but he didn't.
He didn't expect her not to come back.