Hey guys! I wrote this because I just lost my first love when she died in a car accident. This is very hard for me, even to write, which is the reason I wrote this.
Phineas looked up at the starry sky. Ever Isabella died, he was not being himself.
He stopped making more inventions and whenever he did, they at least revolved around her. Not only that, but he started failing tests and could not connect with his family. Though his family had forgiven in the earlier times, and even been encouraging, he knew it would not last forever, and that his family was already getting more stubborn and angry.
He sighed. Well, there was nothing much he could do. He just had to wait. And if a miracle happened, he might get over it by the time he was 80.