As the rain poured softly, soft cries and mumbles on the background as you stared at your beloved husband's coffin. Reyan softly held your shoulder and hugged you, whispering soothing and comforting words to calm your broken heart...as if he wasn't the cause of his death..

Reyan was one of your husband's childhood best friend. Treated him with full kindness and respect always, until then you came into their lives when they were in their early 20's. Reyan liked you first, but you chose him, your now 'resting' husband. And who's fault? He didn't mean it, he just wanted you to be his, it had become an obsession. He wouldn't wait any longer

"He's a good man, im sure he'll always be there watching out to you..." He whispered, slowly rocking you back and forth. Now you're in his arms, you're his now..