The only man she’d ever loved was dead and gone forever. Forever. She would never see him again. She would never touch him, never hold his hand, never feel safe and small in his arms, never pull him close when she couldn’t sleep, never help him go back to sleep when he had a nightmare, never know the peace and solace of just being with her soulmate—the real definition of love—or see his goofy smile across the breakfast table or roll her eyes at his intentionally corny jokes or… Never.
