"Bree, Bree this was not what you meant when you told me you'll not give up on your family...", I cried more after looking at her pale face. I slowly grabbed her on her cheeks and I cried more when I felt her coldness.
"I thought you'd get your daughter's father back? I was willing to help you. What sense was it to tell you to stop wearing high-heeled shoes for next months if you were gonna do something like this? Bree? Pleaseeee...", I knew the most impossible thing at that moment was for her to feel so warm again and open her eyes, but I kept on hoping she will for so long until the police officers knock the door.
I had a hard time trying to let her hand go as she was being carried away in a stretcher.
I thought that she was not giving up?
And why did she have to die today when she h
