Exhausted, freezing, dizzy, but none of them stopped me. All I could do was keep trying to make her heart work for its self.
The thump I made every time I pressed down on her chest was the only thing that kept my sane.
I looked at her face again, wiling her to come back to me.
Just come back Annie
I was going to lose her. She wasn't coming back to me. I was going to lose her. I started to slow, to not bother restarting her heart.
I had lost her.
Sitting back down, I realised I am now all alone.
I have no one anymore.
My wife is dead. My daughter is dead. Annie was the only thing I had left. And I had let her slip through my fingers. I let her stop breathing.
I swore to Lauren, well before she died, that I would protect our daughter no matter what.
And I have, up until that moment.
I would never live with myself. Annie was the only reason I have not taken my life yet.
I couldn't leave her with nothing.
No mother. No father. No relatives. No one to take care of our pride and joy.
I have always wanted to join my wife.
In hell or heaven.
I have probably done enough to land myself in hell.
I was never exactly an angel when my wife was alive.
But neither was she. I saw when she snuck out late at night.
I saw when she came home, all roughed up and looking exhausted.
I suspected she was having an affaire. But I never said anything, I never brought it up.
I never caught her either. I just pretended I saw nothing, that nothing was wrong.
I just loved her that much that I was willing to forgive her and over look it.
Looking at Annie I was reminded yet again how much she was like her mother. Her features and her mind.
She never gave up. She has always been a strong girl. She always surprised me.
Even when she watched her mother be murdered and die in her arms. She told the police who she saw but never a description.
She said that it was 'uncle Blake'. But still to this day I have no idea who they wife's killer is.
She never did as expected.
This was proven again. When her foggy breath passed her lips.
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