A/N: The ask was: Send me a ship and a sentence, and I'll write the next five. The sentence sent to me by disturbingclarity for Shandy is highlighted in bold.
There were so many things left unsaid.
How long had it been since she last told him she loved him, Sharon thought to herself as she leaned down to kiss his cold, pale lips for the last time.
As she did, a single tear slid down her face and onto his cheek.
She thought about wiping it off, but decided to leave it there; a part of her that would remain with him always.
The casket lid began to slowly close as she took a step back, suddenly feeling a bit dizzy, as if the floor was shifting beneath her, before a pair of strong, sure arms came around to steady her.
"Your father knows that you loved him, Sharon," Andy's deep voice rumbled in her ear, and she was instantly able to breathe again.