20 The killing begins.

Alanis.

He is sleeping.

His snores are soft, almost like music to my ears. I am watching him like a fucking creep as he sleeps. He stirs in my arms and I hold him tighter. I replay the night back in my head and regret kicks in.

Shit.

I cried like a fucking wuss.

Cried for no reason. I can't explain why I was so emotional but Beau handled it perfectly. He didn't judge me or laugh at me. He took me in his arms and made sure I was okay.

"You're not alone. We are in this together. I will never let you. I will fight for you until my last breath"