My heart feels like it’s breaking over and over again with each step I take. Not just over the death of my father, but over Death himself. The loss of him at my side. The loss of my trust in him … and worst of all, the loss of what could have been. My love for him is deeper than even I had realized, and it makes what he’s done that much more unbearable. His betrayal stings deeper than anything I’ve felt before.
