(Amelia)
I curled up on the bed, as I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold in the pain that was tearing me apart from the inside.
I pressed my face into the pillow, tears already soaking it as I let myself go. The sobs that I had been holding back for so long escaped me, sending shivers through my body.
"Damien…" I whispered into the pillow, the sound of his name hurting more than I thought possible.
Why did I have to lose him? Why couldn't I bring him back? It wasn't fair.
Nothing was fair any more.
The thought of him still out there, still connected to the tree, some part of him lost in a world I couldn't reach, was tearing me apart. I wanted him back with me. I needed him. Our child needed him.
The ache in my chest was unbearable, and I cried harder, clutching the pillow as if it could somehow ease the pain. But it didn't. Nothing did.
