92 Epilogue

  Ten years later...…

"Honey I'm home." I shouted as soon as I opened the door to our apartment.

I closed the door and hung my bag and threw my car keys on the counter.

"Babe?" I called but got no answer making me frown as I walked to the kitchen but found no one just like the living room.

I went upstairs to our room but found no one as well which was strange because he had told me he was at home. As I was lost in my thoughts, my eyes trailed down to my arm to the almost invisible scar on my wrist and I sighed as I remembered a memory.

*Flashback*

I couldn't move as I watched blood all over, I wanted to call for help but it was as if my voice was no longer with me.

I saw Rachel ran to his body while a thought continued to repeat itself in my head.

'He might die.' I thought.

'He might really die.' I continued to think until my breathing started to turn shallow.