***Ethan***
Hailey had stayed at the infirmary for another night just to make sure that everything was alright. It got me time to fill the house with all the things she loved, food, flowers, bath oils, sweets, sodas.. hell even the right soap. It felt like the only way to make it easier for her. She had completely broken apart when she finally understood my words about the death of our son. It had taken so much of her that she fell asleep with tears on her face, still crying. The worst part was that when she woke up after that I had to tell her all over again and see her heart break, which made mine break. I didn’t know what to say, everything I tried with just felt wrong. How is telling her that everything is going to be okay, make things better? Nothing would ever be the same, going for
