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Andra's POV

"Tears are like the waves of the ocean...when they come in they overtake you, but, when they go back out, your spirit, mind and body are refreshed and at peace. "

Her name is Andra Summers, twenty five ,and ; daughter of a rich entrepreneur,sister of a famous fashion model...living in a big ,empty house...

Yes ,empty.... Although there are other people living here, for her, she still consider it as empty...as there's someone special missing there.

Her dearest husband ,Andy.

She still sits and wait for him to come home on a Friday after working away all week. They would order a platter of seafood from the chinese restaurant downstairs,and they would have so much fun dancing and singing karaoke together.

Today is the first anniversary of his death. Seems like it was yesterday. And when he was gone, she carried a sadness in her eyes and was never the same. She was never able to find the piece of her that he took and she was never able to fully heal. She even attempted to end her life, several times, to be able to meet him again.

One year ,and she still keeps waiting for him to come back and tell her that everything is okay...that he'll be there for her ,that he'll never leave her...

She knew that it would be impossible , but she still have a little spark of hope inside of her.

Today she wore a long black dress,black stiletos ,and a large chic black hat with a black veil . The only jewellery she had on her was her wedding ring. She made a promise to herself that she will never remove this. Never ever!

Mrs Mary, her mother -in-law ,was fixing Andra's veil . She has already gone to the cemetery early in the morning ,and Andra told her that she'll go there alone .

Since they got married, when Andra was still nineteen , she has always considered Mary her biological mother , for, hers was dead since she was five.

" Are you sure ,that you don't want me to go with you honey? " , Mrs Mary asked her.

"It's okay Mrs. Mary ..it'll be okay... i always go there every Friday ever since he...ever since ...he left...(felt weak in her legs and suddenly sat down)... Mrs . Mary...i'll never forget that Friday when we were sitting there,in this room, talking about anything and everything...and i...and i saw him...suddenly collapse ... When i called his name ,he wasn't even able to open his eyes...i remember when i tried to wake him up by every possible means ,but failed...i heard his breath shortened instead...his heartbeat went very low...And when finally ,we arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that he should be hospitalized and put in an induced coma because he had a stroke. A stroke ? Andy was fit and in very good health , i just can't understand exactly how this happened! "

Talking about this ,made Andra even sad. Tears rolled down her cheeks and gently dropping on her chest. Mrs. Mary ,rubbed her shoulder slowly ,then kissed her forehead.

"Do you know ..what part broke my heart even more, Andra? That part when the all the other doctors said that my son has already died , and that only those machines were keeping him alive. They said that ,with that kind of stroke ,Andy will never ever wake up one day. What was worst was the fact that they stole my son's heart ( burst in tears) ! "

"No...no..no Mrs. Mary! No! They didn't steal his heart! They asked us if we would like to donate his heart to someone who was on the waiting list,and who urgently needed this...!"

"For me ,it's a theft! I never agreed to give anyone my son's heart! What if he would be able to wake up one day?! "

"His...his father gave his consent..."

"And as a mother i wasn't even able to give any consent because we don't have the same name...it's because i got divorced. I'm pretty sure that Andy could have wake up one day... Ohhhh Andra... i miss my son everyday... i always dream of him... sometimes i still smell his perfume in his old tee-shirts... i remember when he used to run to come hug me everytime he saw me walking by..."

"For my part also..... i never want to forget him... The feels with him... The memories with him.... The loves with him... Caring for each other.... Make feel special to him.... The beauty that i saw in his face when i talk to him. His beautifulwords... Him angry at me... His cuteness.... His craziness... Beautiful talks with him..Its impossible i cannot forget these beautiful memories with him... I love him so so much .... I care about those beautiful moments , feelings , love and the precious time i spent with him.... I can't forget ... I don't want to forget till my last breath.. i can't love anyone else the way i used to love him ... I only love her.. always till my last breath...

I will grieve for the rest of my life, not getting used to it or moving on..."

"The loss and grief of a dearly beloved cannot be measured nor understood by anyone who hasn't had one...."

Mrs. Mary said ,in a somber tone.

"Once grief begins there is no end, it creeps into your thoughts, your dreams, your heart, it numbs your brain and it never lets go. ( Looked at their wedding photo frame )

You were my love and my life, you were my inspiration and now you have gone home to heaven... I love you and miss you everyday Andy..."