The nights were the hardest. He visited her in her dreams, his voice so real that she would wake up reaching for him, only to find the empty space beside her.
One night, she dreamed of their last trip together. They had driven to the coast, the wind whipping through their hair as they laughed about nothing and everything. In the dream, he looked at her the way he used to, with a love so deep it made her chest ache.
When she woke up, tears streamed down her face. She stayed in bed for hours, unable to face a world where he no longer existed in her life.