This is the story I've put off writing the longest. It's the story that everyone wants to hear once I allude to it but its the one I like to tell the least. I'm guaranteed to break down crying at some point. This is not your typical story off loss. Samantha and I did not lead typical lives.
It's my origin story. Samantha's death to me is like Bruce Wayne seeing his parents murdered. It's been four years and I've still not fully processed it. I don't think I ever will. My lover suddenly and unexpected dropped dead at the worst time possible.
I can't call her my girlfriend. At the time of her death she had a boyfriend who wasn't me. There's some people who think I know more about it than I do. Some people initially thought I was responsible. I was the last person to see her alive. But the part that still eats at me is if I did things different this story might not exist.
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...And Everything That Comes After.
Non-FictionMy lover suddenly and unexpected dropped dead at the worst time possible. I can't call her my girlfriend. At the time of her death she had a boyfriend who wasn't me. There's some people who think I know more than I claim. Some thought I was responsi...