Damian
I crouched down and began picking out the items from the trash. One particular one caught my eye. It was our wedding frame.
Ariana always used to cherish it so why was it suddenly inside the trash can? She had also thrown our pictures too.
I picked them all and began going through them one by one. In all the pictures she was smiling brightly and clinging to me.
I on the other hand, barely smiled in any of them and just maintained a cold expression.
I traced my fingers over the pictures lightly. This particular one was taken during our first anniversary.
I remembered saying that taking pictures with digital cameras and printing them out was irrelevant but Ari insisted.
She said we needed to take more pictures together because she wanted to put them in a photo book as a rem
