Xavier's POV
I drove for what seemed like a long time with no specific destination in mind. All I knew was that I had to get out of that place. I was looking forward to spending time with my wife. I didn't feel being around other people, let alone having a house full of people to celebrate the most painful day of my life.
As I drove, memories of a black casket slowly going into the ground flooded my mind. I remember how I felt when I saw them putting dirt on top of her casket. I had been strong for days till that day, when I saw her face in that casket, I kept on hoping to see a slight movement, something to show that she was not dead like I thought.
I wanted to wake her up and see her beautiful eyes again. I do not celebrate my birthday because it reminds me of Annette. I wish I had
