Luca
Shit.
I watched out of the corner of my eye as my wife literally shut down. It was like watching a sun implode, she caved in on herself even as my mouth formed the words that needed to said to the detectives, dismissing them as fast I politely could. All the time my eyes never really left her.
I watched as the light went out in her eyes like a switch had been flipped but she didn’t even cry. I had expected her to scream and cry, to maybe fall to my feet in a hysterical heap. All of those things I could deal with. I could bring her back from that.
But this? I had no idea how to deal with this. This slow shutdown. It was like watching her die in front of my eyes.
Everything that made her Alice, seemed to slip from her.
Instinctively I reached for her hand, forcing her to uncr
