The door shut, as it closed. My heart broke as the door latched. I knew he had to go, I told him to go. But just because it was the best option didn't mean it didn't break my heart.
I'd lost them both, the ache that was left in my heart would likely never be filled.
He couldn't promise me and the job he would always be there. It wasn't possible to keep both promise.
So even at my worst, when I'd lost our little girl. I watched him walk out the door, leaving me alone. Alone with the ache.
