And she goes, no looking back. The love of my life, gone. Where? I don't know. She won't talk to me.
"Luka you ok?" Sam, I roll my eyes and turn to face her. "Yeah sure im fine, Abby's not talking to me, the baby's dead and I might just loose my job. So yeah everything's great," I say to her. Does that answer her question? I try not to laugh and cry. So I walk away. Walk away from all of this.
Just like she did…