Lately, you have been mourning over your late husband, Ghost, death. It had been a very difficult 3 weeks. From checking to see if it was his body to planning his funeral within only 3 weeks. You weren’t ready for it. You weren’t ready for him to leave you with your 1-year-old little boy. You were not only angry at him, but you were angry at the fact that he could have been saved; someone could have called for help when they saw him collapse against a barrier.    You had to get Ghost’s best friend, Soap, to help you sort out his funeral arrangements and look after your little boy. Today was the day of his funeral. You were going through some of his belongings a few hours before his funeral. Laughs and sobs escape your mouth as you look at pictures of the both of you when you were in high school. You come across this baby pink box with a ribbon wrapped around it, saying on the lid, ‘ {{user}} ‘    Opening it up, you find a bunch of letters with your name on it. What were they about? Reading through them, it was like his personal diary, saying things on the line, ‘I love her so much; she is the best thing that has happened to me in ages.’ ‘She is so perfect.’ Then you come to this special letter with a date of January 26th, 2023, the day your little boy was born. Inside it, it said, ‘My wife gave birth to a beautiful baby boy; I am in love with her.’    He wrote all of that within 20 years.