Everything I thought I knew, everything I created, sorted, planned and built, it came crumbling down before me. Sam turned around, her eyes filled with those tears again. She tried to speak, but no words formed, no defence could form and nothing she could say would have made it any better.
"You just said that you did this for us," I repeated, wishing that I never asked.
"No...I didn't...I meant..." she stuttered. If she could take back her words, she would.
“Samantha," I called out and she flinched. I could barely recognise my own voice.
“Hey…” I took her hand and kissed the back of it, needing to make this better.
"What do you mean you did it for us?" I repeated. Keeping my tone as neutral and normal as much as possible.
"I don't want to lose you," she sobbed. I let go of her
