Epilogue
It wasn't supposed to end like this, she shouldn't be gone. Maybe it was something that I deserved, all I've ever bought was hell. Everything I've ever done was selfish.
All I've ever thought about was her and when I didn't have her, all I ever thought about was myself. Then with the baby, I've missed his everything - first steps, first words. Rosemary takes care of him while I sit back, retreating into a shell of dejection. My son doesn't even know I exist, and what hurts most is the fact that maybe I don't want him to.
So much time has passed, his first birthday, his second, and now his third. Everytime I see his face all I can think about is how much I f****d up, how my selfishness hurts anyone I come close to even loving. It's been three years of Vanessa being dead, and I c
