Brady POV
I’ve spent every hour at night staring at my ceiling. I don’t sleep anymore.
I don’t even feel the pain of losing her. Just… numb.
How could she do this? After all these years. Nothing. A bland note.
I didn’t even react to her when she came back having kissed Darrin. Part of me wonders if she was in the right state of mind or not at the time. She had her moments where she was lucid and clear, and other moments where she just… wasn’t. She was completely gone.
I don’t even know how to begin to process it. So I don’t. I lay in bed at night, hoping someone will come in and take me away just to be with her.
There weren’t even any of the obvious signs. Because, really, when your wife has those moments where you don’t know if they know their own name, you don’t look for signs th
