Goodbye to My Don
You never even got the chance to open your eyes and see this world.
[Instead, you were buried along with a broken marriage, lost to the night.
[I kept wondering—if I had left sooner, run faster— would you still be alive today?
[Sweetheart, I swear... No matter how hard it gets, I’ll carry your name with me.
[I will crawl out of this hell. For us.]
…
Vincenzo broke down.
His sobs came in waves. A crushing ache tore through his chest like a blade through flesh.
He staggered out the door, blind with grief, and sped through the city to the place I used to work, the health tech company I had once managed.