C55 Echoes of Loss (Mature content)

(Oliver P. O. V)

My world feels black and white; I feel nothing anymore. My life feels bland without her. I have nothing to live for anymore.

I look in front of me. There it is, the casket, my beautiful mate is inside there. On top of the casket is my beloved picture, the picture of my beautiful mate. If only I were quicker, if only I would have caught her