Crazy

In the next few months, things were crazy for me. I could work but still, miss my wife a lot. Sometimes I could go through her phone and go through the video I made to her. I remembered the events of that day like it was only yesterday. The video brought her face to me, and I could see sincere emotions on her face, her voice, and her smile.

"I James Watson. The future husband of Jane Smith. Promise to be faithful, protective, and loving to Jane and her alone. If I fail on these, she is free to punish me whoever she wants."

"Perfect. You have said it yourself," she said, saving the video on her phone.

Each time I looked at the video, I felt like a failure. I didn't fulfill the promise I had made to her. But the punishment she was giving me was too much. Sometimes it's good to know she left me and is still alive somewhere than knowing she is dead. I can't see her, feel her, touch her. The feeling was terrible. It had been more than a year, but the vents of her death were a nightmare fo