I woke up and Mark was no where to be seen. I found that I was laying on a crumpled envelope. I opened it up and read.
My heart broke. He left. He just left me to raise Amber on my own. He left Amber without a father and now she would be heart broken. I wasn't entirely mad at him though. He did what he thought he had to do.
I woke up to my alarm and got dressed. I had to go yo work. I woke Charley up to take the kids to school. I was thirty years old and was married to Charley. We had Amber and a little boy named Mac. Him and I were very happy. He was a stay at home dad and I still worked at the hospital.
I kissed Charley before I left.
"Bye sweetie. See you after work." He Saud in a sift voice.
"Bye love you." I responded.
"Love you too."
Mark had died eleven years ago. No one knows what happened to him and honestly I never really think of him. Death is part of life all we can do when it occurs is grieve and then move on in our lives. All the scars while we keep them in our hearts.