Every cell in my body hurts. Pain is crawling up my body until it's everywhere and everywhere. I ball my hands into fists and in the fraction of a second my knuckles connect hard with the wall in front of me. But this is nothing. Nothing compared to the pain that's building in my chest. Pain swallows me whole. Tears obscure my sight. This can't be happening. She couldn't have possibly left me. But why does this letter in my hands say something completely different?