With tears in her brown eyes, walked towards her husband's empty grave and placed a single rose on his empty casket before walking back to stand next to Steve. Putting a gentle hand on his shoulder and the other on her now showing baby bump she sighed, stifling a sob as she stared down at the empty grave.
"I dreamt of him last night Steve. There he was in all his glory, walking over to me with that stupid smirk of his. Pulling me into his arms, we began to dance to Duke Ellington, boy how he loved to dance. And then he looked at me so intently and asked me..."
"What you're biggest regret?"
"I moved my hand to gently touch his face, but I woke up before I could reply."
"Losing you Bucky. That's my biggest regret."
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IN THE FLAMES ➼ B. BARNES
Fanfiction❝One of the hardest things you will ever have to do, my dear, is to grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.❞ In which the memories are too hard to escape so they are thrown into the flames along with everything else that reminded her of him...
