If you’ve dated somebody you loved and that truly loved you, you would understand why it’s a whole mix of emotions after a break up, tears, laughter but mostly distress and disbelief. Dana was devastated, we could have laughed all we wanted but she was torn and broken, that much we both acknowledged. Noah was good for her, he made her happy and he’d seemed happy too, but between you and I, only he would have detailed what he really felt anyway. He had not been a terrible boyfriend, far from it actually; we granted him that, then sipped and hoped that life could at least heal them both and time would come for her to move on. Sadly, before the Noah frustration could pass, we lost mother, and Dana’s world went darker. She was not just shuttered, she was destroyed. There was this one time she
