I dreaded sleeping in the master bedroom, but I wanted to be somewhere close to her if she needed me.
This room was sterile.
Cold.
Vacant.
Much like my heart anymore.
I hated that her life was like this already.
I had hoped he would give her more.
Give her the moon and the stars.
Because that was what she deserved.
The sheets were chilly as I slid under them and lay back on the pillow.
The blinds were open and I saw the snow falling outside.
How beautiful.
I wish I had someone to share the beauty with.
Her.