NIYOL'S POV

It had been two years since I lost my mate, Erika. It still felt like a dream though, but I learnt to live past the grief.

The only thing left was regrets. 

I regretted not spending enough time with her, causing her pain and making her shed tears the days I made her my wife. I regretted leaving that morning. 

I regretted everything that I should have done for her but couldn't. I regretted letting them hurt her. I should have banished them or gave strict examples. They would have stopped and she would have been happy.

She wouldn't have contemplated suicide if she were happy, right? But...