Adrian's POV

“Baby, don't you think you should open up your company again? You don't have to be there for the first few weeks.” I begged Emily.

Like I've been begging her to do many things of late. Eat, take water, stop thinking, stop crying, stop looking so bereaved, well she was.

“I don't think I feel like doing it again.” She said,

Her voice was almost permanently parched.

Since Freda died at their lunch in the restaurant two months ago, she'd been through a lot, cut her hair even.

“I know you can. It's okay to feel this way in the beginning, but I know that you can do...