Beep…Beep…Beep…
You think everything is picture perfect. That is what I thought my life was. I got married to Fabian; 2 months ago to be exact. He's the love of my life. Now, I'm in his hospital room; praying. He's in a very critical situation. That stupid drunk driver hit him dead on. Fabian, my beautiful husband, hooked up to machines and tubes. His arms, all his ribs, and spine are broken. Doctors said that he may not make it through the night.
Beep…Beep…Beep_
NO.
He's dead. He was so young. He will not be able to live his life to the fullest. His cold, stiff, broken body lays frozen in his black marble coffin. I stood by his side, never wanting to leave him. We are soul mates forever…until death do us part. Gran and everyone from Anubis House are telling me that it is time to let go. I will never let go.
Time went by and it was time to close his coffin. Brushing his hand with mine one last time, I saw his wedding band. Tears sprung from my eyes knowing that I was never going to with him ever again. He was buried next to my sister, Riley; they were best friends even before I met Fabian and came to England.
I walked back to my house, knowing that I will never be happy again. Why should I continue living this nightmare? Grabbing the rope and stepping stool, I placed everything in the bathroom. I quietly shut the door and wrote my note. A note to everyone and my Fabian saying that I needed to do this and that I missed my husband too much. It hurt at first, but after a while, I slipped into a world of peace. When you love someone so much, you will do anything to be with that someone, no matter what the risks are.
