You still kept pictures of him in the house. It felt wrong to put them away, although you knew you'd have to one day. After you were told about Frankie's death your world crumbled. Until you met Alex eight months later. They were able to pull you back to your feet.

"This pie is amazing." Alex said with a mouthful after trying your pie, the one Frankie loved too. You smiled but before you said anything, the door rang. You stood up to get it, opening it only to find that familiar cap on those beautiful curls you loved running your fingers through.

"Hola, mi amor..." Frankie said, almost choking as tears welled up in his eyes at the sight of you.