I woke early in the morning. The sun had yet to fully rise, but I couldn't bring myself to fall back asleep.

My sleep was plagued with nightmares, always surrounding Brian. In my dream, Brian was imprisoned and tortured by his father. They forced him to marry Leticia and finally he agreed. I was invited to their wedding to witness their happiness. Standing under the stage, I wanted to rush to Brian to tell him I was alive. But my feet were fixed and I could do nothing but watch them kissing and saying, “Yes, I do.”

The loss tore a hole straight through me, the ache was a constant...