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She needed him just like he needed her. She didn't want to admit it but he knew she couldn't live without him, it hurt. He knew but he left her alone, with the weight of the world on her shoulders. She couldn't cry, she didn't want to because she knew if she did she wouldn't be able to stop. But she let herself fall, she broke down and fell, she laid on a fetal position on the kitchen floor slowly rocking back and forth, only this time he wasn't there to comfort her or lift some of the weight off her shoulders. No one was, and that was her biggest fear, being alone. Sure people offered words of comfort but the words fell on deaf ears. Nothing could make her feel better, only him and he was out of reach. She cried for what felt like days, until she felt strong arms carry her to the couch, she recognized the arms as Vince's, for a moment she wondered why he hadn't taken her to her bedroom, but then she remembered that it wasn't Dom that was carrying her it was Vince and she was thankful that he didn't carry her upstairs to her room, because the memories were to fresh in her mind. It hurt too much to see his clothes on the floor like they were waiting for him to come back, like nothing had happened. But something had happened and he was never coming back. He couldn't no matter how many times she said she was sorry, no matter how many times she told him she loved him, he wasn't going to come back. And she just had to accept the fact, the fact that he was dead. And it was killing her more and more each day, living without him, her world was dark and gray. The scent of his cologne was beginning to fade from his pillow and she was beginning to forget to miss him.