Nathan's PovI was in my study sitting on my leather chair, a book open in my lap. My eyes moved across the pages. The words blurred together. I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't focus. My mind was somewhere else.I turned to the page. A piece of paper fell out. It fluttered to the floor.I bent down and picked it up.The handwriting was small, neat and familiar."I am still here."My chest tightened. I quickly loosened my tie.She had slipped it in here. Ten months ago. That is what the date said. Before she left. Before everything fell apart.I stared at the words. "I am still here."But she wasn't. She was gone. She had been gone for months. And I had let her go. I let it happen. One thing I really wanted, I let my mum have her way. But I was wrong for this.I sat there with my eyes closed. Those memories of the times we spent together began forcing their way in. I remember her bare neck. Her collarbone. Her words that night, “I want this… Don't stop.” How she gripped the sheets whe
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