Beatrice POV
I know everyone is facing this battle in their own way, everyone hiding their feelings so as not to break. But how could I not break, he is my husband, my friend, my partner since forever.
How do I say goodbye to the one who has loved me since forever? How did he deal with it alone? Without me by his side?
Uncontrollably tears just keep pouring from my face whenever I have any minute to myself.
There’s a silence in grief that few people speak about, it was not the sobbing kind.
Not even the angry kind.
But the quiet—when you move through your home and every dish, every scent, every folded blanket reminds you of someone who hasn’t left yet… but will leave soon and you can't do anything about it even if you had the power or money too.
That was the kind of silence I was l
