Time stops the moment the end finally arrives. At least, that's how it feels. There's not much difference between the beginning and end. Everything seemed perfect. We were happy. We made each other happy. We were listening to music and holding hands-the scene of peace, happiness, and love. The truck came out of nowhere. The last thing I remember was hearing him scream my name-worry, fear, and love clear in his eyes-and then darkness consumed me.All Rights Reserved