Sean
“A lot has happened since Brooke’s death. I can’t believe it’s been two years already,” Amy said with a sigh as we sat on the beach together: the same beach that Brooke and I went on our first date. This place was a place of grieving, loss, pain, and regret. Not only had I almost met my own fate here, but it was also a special place where I had grown to love someone other than myself for a chance. I learned to be a better person. I learned to open up. I learned to trust again.
Then that all got ripped away. In a brief moment, my girlfriend was brutally murdered by a ravenous, rogue shark. We had so much going for us and then it was all ripped away.
I suppose it’s a different kind of place now. Amy and I have made it an annual thing to come here and reminisce about the life of one
