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Prologue

May's POV

Looking around the cemetery I try to imagine how today would have been if Karen hadn't been murdered. From where I stand with my family, I try to summon emotions within me but I just feel numb. Maybe it's because I don't believe she's really dead, but I know she is. Or maybe it is because I don't care anymore.

There are things in life that can never be predictable. No matter how much science, thought, knowledge; either physical, mental or spiritual or any other wisdom applied. And death is one of those things.

In some cases an estimated time might be given but there’s no guarantee, more like an educated guess.

In this case, there was no warning or any kind.

  I wonder how we got to this particular place in time. Everything just feels surreal.

I can't believe this, I just can't. I mean, how is she dead? I talked to her face to face on Wednesday just two days ago.

 Looking back, I realised it was all my fault. I should have done something, I should have said something earlier. If I had, then all this wouldn't have happened. Karen would still be alive. It was all my fault. I killed Karen.