Her chest constricted painfully as memories crashed through her mind all at once.
His voice. His calm smile. The way he looked at her when she missed him. The way he always held her hand without thinking.
The way he promised her they would leave the labyrinth together. Their wedding. God...
Their wedding was in days. Days... Her dress was already finished.
She had tried it on three nights ago in secret because she wanted to see his face when he first saw her wearing it.
Now the thought hit her so hard she nearly choked. What was she supposed to do with a wedding dress if the groom never woke up?
She had spent months imagining it. Wedding him, standing beside him, seeing him waiting for her. His hand in hers. Their future. Children. A home. Growing old together.
And now he was sitting in front of her like this...
Silent. Cold. Gone?
"No... this shouldn't be happening."
The words cracked apart as tears spilled down her face.
"You can't do this to me…"
