Zhalia`s POV
I stood next to Dante as they lowered the casket into the ground. Tears streamed down my face as I watched the last peice if my old life dissapear forever. I held Clara close and wiped the tears away. It was over now. Nothing could change that. He was gone.
"Are you okay?" Dante asked.
"Ya. I`m okay."
"Good. Do you want to go home now?"
"Acctualy. I want to stay a while."
"Alright."
"Alone. Please."
"Okay. I`ll be waiting in the car." He took Clara from my arms and left the cemetary. The diggers left with there shovles. Leaving only me. I walked up to the tomb stone and ran a hand across the top. I broke down and dropped to my knees. I sobbed into the stone. It finaly sunk in. He was gone and I would never see him again.
"Why did you have to go?" I asked myself. "I always hopped I`d see you again. Introduce you to my daughter. I wanted to get you out of there." My fingers dug into the fresh dirt as it began to drizzle. "I feel like I wasn`t fair to you. That I didn`t show you how much I cared about you. And how much I felt like I owed you my life when you took me off the streets." A hand touched my shoulder. I looked up and met Dante`s eyes. He kneeled down next to me and wrapped me in a hug. I cried into his shoulder. "He`s really gone." He didn`t say anything. He just held me tight and comforted me. "Wait. Where`s the baby?"
"Sophie`s watching her." I wiped some tears away and got off the ground. "Ready to go?" He stood up to and took my hand.
"Ya. I`m ready." He kissed me and lead me back to the car.
"I`ll go get Clara." He went over to a little gazibo where Sophie was sitting with Clara. He took the baby carrier and they started talking. I looked over at the cemetary one more time and another tear fell.
"I`ll miss you. Dad."