Isaac sits on the edge of his bed, holding a framed picture of Erica in his hands. He softly strokes her cheek with tears in his eyes, but a smile on his face
"It's still so hard for me, babe! But I know you'd want me to be happy!", he says and puts the picture back on his nightstand.
He gets back under the covers and smiles as an arm wraps itself around his chest and soft breathing can be heard.

Last edited by Stisaac (5/19/2013 1:49 pm)