Selenva (Under Edit)

Epilogue

Epilogue

"Yes, we would like you and your husband to come down to the mortuary and help identify if the body that we found is your daughters." The officer replied. I can't believe this is what these past few days has come to! Please don't be my little girl! Please! "We are heading there now." I said shaking opening the front door. "Lewis is already starting the car, so it should only take a few minutes." I said shutting my phone. Lewis went to start the car the moment I told him what the cop said. They found a body matching the description of Selenva.

I looked down the pathway covered with moss and dirt covered stones. My heart feeling like it's falling away from me. Like im missing the most important link in my life. My little girl...my little angel. I placed my hands over my heart breathing rapidly, feeling my head start to spin. "Edith!" I heard Lewis yell. I looked up seeing the car right in front of me. "I'm coming!" I yelled willing myself to start moving. 

Once inside I looked up to see Lewis staring down at me. "Did he say anything else? Anything at all?" He asked pulling out of our drive way. "No, nothing...at all." I replied looking down at the floor of the car. The black leather made me feel like I was disappearing from Lewis's hurting view. Seeing him like this is making it that much harder for me to try and stay positive. I don't want to believe that this girl we are going to be seeing is our daughter. I don't want to think she got murdered or worse. I just don't...I want to believe she ran away with her boyfriend. I want to believe it will all be okay.

She has to be alright! She has to! "Lewis, I can't do this...I can't do this baby!" I cried. He kept his view straight on the road and not turning to look at me. His eyes where holding tears in and his cheeks are beat red. He is hurting just as much as I am right now. I shouldn't be acting like this. I should stay positive, it's not going to be her. It's not. Lewis gripped the steering wheel tightly letting some tears fall. "It's all going to be alright baby, it's all going to be alright." I said feeling like I was lying to him. I know nothing is going to be alright.

once inside the mortuary we followed the officer into a small room. The walls had patterns of small Lilly's and roses, some doctors and table with a blanket laid out to cover the body.  I gripped Lewis's arm practically falling to the floor. My heart felt like it wasn't there and that an emptiness was taking over. As the pulled the cover back reveling the body down past the collar bone. Lewis walked me over to take a closer look. It was Selenva lying there 4 shades lighter with a blue tint. Her hair was wet and pulled back under her. The mortician had given her a bath. Lewis moved his had over the side of her cheek and ending her hair line. 

"Is this-" The officer began to ask. Once he saw the look on our faces he stopped dead in his tracks. Yes this is our daughter, are little girl, are life lying here. "We found her body deep in the woods, just up past the small creek near Little Rock. She had been badly beaten and we are lead to believe that trauma to her skull was the cause of death. We have cars all over searching for the boyfriend now." He said. How could Derek do this? How dare him! She's gone...She's really gone. "Why is there stitching?" Lewis asked pointing down at Selenva's stomach. The mortician walked over instantly holding a file open. "I'm sorry to be the one who tells you both this, but your daughter was in her first trimester of pregnancy. She was no more than two or three months along." She said placing her hand to comfort on my shoulder. 

"So we didn't just loose are daughter...we also lost our grand child." Lewis said taking the exact words out of my mouth. We both looked at each other knowing Aiden would have been the father. "We should say goodbye to our girl and be on our way." Lewis said leaning down and kissing Selenva's forehead. I held my stomach feeling empty and at a loss for words. I kissed her forehead and placed my hand over her now stone cold cheek remembering giving birth to her, and all the years of her beautiful life. "You'll always be our girl. We love you honey."

Is there a way we could have changed this? Is there a way we could have saved her? What should we have done diffrently? How could we have been so blind? Why didn't we stop her medication? Could we have prevented the loss of both? Should we have not allowed her out? Did she know how much we loved her at the time? Was she in pain? All of these questions I get left with unanswered. I get to now live with the constant thought of "Could we have stopped this from happening?"