Prologue

I woke up.

The memories came back just like they did every morning.

Police. Fear. Hospital. Despair. Funeral. Emptiness.

A deep emptiness that never left.

I breathed, trying to fill it, to prevent that hole inside of me from consuming me again.

I prepared for my day knowing that tomorrow would be the same, and the next day, and the next.

There was no hope in me anymore, only emptiness.