(Y/N) POV
I woke up on the couch with my head pounding
"Your awake finally," A hear someone say. I swear to god, I was looking at a corpse. She looked just like she had that day. Her black hair only reached her shoulders...but you easily get lost within it. I rubbed my eyes as I looked at her
"Nat...Nat is that you?" I ask as she looks confused
"(Y/N) are you alright?" The woman says as the illusion shatters. Caroline was standing in front of me.
"Oh. I'm sorry," I mutter
"No, I should be sorry. I shouldn't have poked my nose where it doesn't belong," she says
"It's fine, you did nothing wrong," I say as my heart still is beating fast.
"If you want to talk about it, I can lend an ear," She says as I shake my head.
"I'm good," I mutter as I stand up
I could hear little footsteps running in the halls and a bob of brown hair skidded across the floor
"Your up!" Nancy says concerned
"Nan, what did I say about running in the house," Caroline says as I chuckle a bit
"I'm fine," I say as I pass her and head to my room...I guess I just want to be alone right now
When I passed out, I ended up sleeping for the night in my living room. Despite that, I was still sleepy and spent most of the day in my bed.
I only went out for dinner and water.
Before I knew it...it was the 17th...marking the full 7th year she was taken from me. My heart ached and I just needed fresh air
"I think I'm going to go out for the day," I tell Nancy and Caroline
"Take care," Caroline says as I leave.
I knew where I was driving. I went there every year...and every year I would just sit there...staring at a grave.
I approached the cemetery and got out of my car. I know the location of her grave even with my eyes shut. The first year I visited it every day after work...I remembered I would tell her how my day went...just like I did when she was still alive.
As I approached her grave, I saw an elderly couple standing over it.
"(Y/N) my boy," the man says as he sees me. My heart starts hurting as I see the two.
"Hello Sam," I say as the women looks at me
"It's nice to see you too Laila," I say as they smile
"We figured you'd stop by," They say
"You really were perfect for her...I'm glad our daughter was happy before she went...it's a shame that her life was taken away at a young age," Sam says
"Yea," I mutter as I look at the writing
Natalie (L/N)
Whose life was full of happiness
A wife, A daughter, and soon to be Mother"Have you been seeing anyone lately?" Laila asks as I look at her confused
"Oh god no...I don't think I could ever," I say as she looks at me with her signature eyes...eyes that remind me so much of her daughter
"You should move on, your still good looking and she wouldn't want you to live alone for the rest of your life," she says as I shake my head
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