Adele pushed herself up from the wall in her bedroom, a room where she once shared memories with another. Her head titled as she stepped forward to grasp the picture in her hands. There he was happy, excited & alive. It didn’t matter where he was going, he was looking forward to doing his part & helping out a cause he felt worthy of risking a life for. Adele’s cheeks became wet from the tears as her finger brushed his frame in the photo. He always had made her a better person. He deserved better than this broken woman.
Adele’s story continues tomorrow