It was the worst day of Alex's life. His sweet, beautiful girlfriend was dead. With tears in his eyes, Alex looked at her coffin, he was wearing a black suit and his brown hair was all over his face, but he didn't care. He just wanted this to end. "Alex, we have to go..." his father David called him "Just a minute" he replied, his voice as hoarse as ever, he tried to wipe away his tears but he couldn't, she was light, he loved her more than himself and now she wasn't there.