Summary-

Jacob joins the army wanting to serve his country. His wife Bella refuses to let him , but he joins anyway. He leaves her with their two children Paul (3) , and Jayline (5). After three months of being deploid Bella recieves a letter that he passed away. She feels it was her fault he even went , and breaks down. Four months later a man she met at church becomes her life once more. She finds comfort in him , along with love , and a new father for her two children. Two years later a certain someone returns after being rescued from being prisoner to Iraq's soldiers.

What happens when everything comes crashing down on Bella?

Epilgue-

He was my life, my heat, and what kept me whole.

Then he died.

My world became dark , and depressed.

I cried my life for you, but now he appeared and lit the fire you let die. He is now my world.

He's my new life, and you are just my past.

Chapter 1.

Flashback.

"Jacob! Please I beg you! Be careful!" I begged my husband. I couldn't believe I was letting him go. He hugged me to him , and kissed me.

"I'll come back. I promise. I'd never leave you," he smiled at me before he boureded the army plane.

Paul , and Jayline watched with Jacob's brother Jared from the car. I could see their teary faces. Jacob smiled at them from the door before he stepped in.

He had promised them he would return he had to. He promised me.

The plane began to run , and within a blink of an eye it took off.

He was gone. The last time I would see him alive.

Flashback ends.

I started at the army sealed paper in the mail stack. Was it news? I hadn't know anything about Jacob since the letter he had sent last month. Where he said he was going to Iraq. I opened the letter with shaky hands.

Dear Ms. Isabella Black,

We are sorry to inform you that our troop soldier Jacob Black was killed.

We believe he was near a grenade when he was killed. There was no body found near the warzone. His belongings will be shipped on the next plane back to America. There will be a funeral held in his honor. There will be legal issues pending.

-ARMY FORCE-

My eyes became cloudy. It was my fault he had left. Now he was dead. Just like that. Jacob. Was. Dead.

The phone started to ring.

"Hello?" My voice cracked.

"I saw his name in the paper. Under the honorable deaths. It's not true," he said his voice cracked like mine.

"I just recieved the notification letter Jared," I breathed.

I heard the phone drop with a hard smash. I looked around the living room. Our wedding photo was still up. I couldn't believe he was gone.

I glanced at the clock it was time to get the kids from Jacob's mom.

I slowly drove to her mouth trying not to cry.

I still remembered his words that day.

"I'll come back. I promise. I'd never leave you," he smiled.

The memory brought even more tears to my eyes. I arrived at his mother's house with the letter. Jayline , and Paul ran out.

"Bella? What's wrong?" Sarah asked.

She saw the army letter in my hand.

"Jacob," she breathed.

I nodded , and handed her the letter.

She broke down as soon as her eyes scanned the first few words.

"Momma, whats from Daddy. What does it say?" Jayline asked.

How do you explain to a five year old she will never see her father again.

"It says he's in a better place," I tried to smile at my daughter.

The next day I went to pick up his things from the plane. It was his backpack, his watch, and his passport.

Nothing more.

I opened his passport. He looked so serious, handsome, and dangerous in it. His black hair looked so soft , his russet skin so pretty, and his black eyes looked warm.

He would recieve things that honored his death. Petals, Ribbons, and a plack. Things he'd never see.

My thoughts went to my children.

Jayline had been explained her daddy was in heaven where he would never return. Paul hadn't understood. He had ran outside to look for his daddy. He thought his daddy was lost , and needed to be found.

They were so innocent. It killed me to see how much they looked like Jacob.

I regretted every fight I'd had with him, and treasured every memory.

Memories were the only things that were left that told me he was alive.