Watching Brian leave is the most heartbreaking thing I’ve ever had to witness. It tears me up inside. I can’t imagine my life without him.He confirmed it though. He didn’t try to deny that he killed his best friend. He didn’t give a good explanation for it. She was right all along. Brian killed his best friend. That’s something so dishonorable that I simply can’t forgive it. I can’t be with someone like that.So, then why does it feel like we’re meant to be? I still can’t understand that. We’re so obviously wrong for each other. He killed an innocent man. He even said he was kind. I would never do something like that. So how is someone who’s capable of such things my mate?Surely the universe is a cruel, unforgiving place. Fate must’ve laughed upon me as it decided who my mate would be. It wanted me to be tortured. My heart was always destined to be broken.I watch him go and wait until he’ll be far enough away so I won’t run into him before I go outside. The cool, night air r

It took awhile for Brian to heal completely, and I’ve been so thankful for that recovery for every day that I was worried he’d be stolen away from.“It’s still difficult to deal with the guilt,” I admit to him, as we wake up in our bed that morning. He rolls over to face me and takes me in his arms.“What do you mean?” he asks.“You almost died because of me,” I remind him, my eyes getting teary at just the thought of it. I almost lost you completely.”“But I’m still here,” he assures me. “It’s not your fault. You were led to believe something that was untrue, and your response makes perfect sense considering that.“Besides, you saved me and that can’t be forgotten. I wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for you. And I appreciate the sacrifice you made every day.”We kiss and once again I’m reminded of how special he is to me, how important our love is. Not that I’ve ever forgotten it.“I fall more in love with you each day,” I tell him.“And I with you,” he says. “Especially today.