Madison Point of View

Three weeks, three long weeks in which he left my life, in which I have not smelled him, in which I do not know of his presence, in which I feel that my bones hurt more and more every day, I do not know if it is the product of the disease, or the simple pain caused by not having Maximilian in my life.

It's the third time I've vomited, everything around me is cloudy, and I only have an immense desire to die, to leave this world and not feel the pain of his departure, the pain he caused me to leave.

Why Maximilian?! Why?!...