Soleil

Empty

Ambrose's funeral finished an hour ago.

Amelia and Nathalie went to their house to pack their bags because they are going somewhere to freshen up their minds after what happened. They insisted I should go with them since I needed it the most. But I rejected their offer. I want to go home. To our apartment. I want to imagine that Ambrose is still with us.

My mom, couldn't let me be alone. For sure she knows I'll be lazy to cook my own food.

"Honey, drink some water. You have not touched your tumbler. Please, hydrate yourself."

I did not respond. I wish I can just follow what she tells me.

Days go by and I am still like this. Empty. I think of him always and cry. All I do is cry. This is bad for our baby, but I cant help it. I just want Ambrose back here beside me.

" Please honey, eat your meal. This is only the second meal you will have on this day. If he is here, he will never like this idea of you not touching your food." my mom said.

2 weeks have passed and yet nothing changed. I missed my check up. I dont go out, probably why I am pale. I don't eat my food. My weight dropped from 70 to 62 which is bad because I am pregnant.

I do want to take care of me and our angel but I dont have the energy and the mood to do so.

Please Ambrose, come back.