So I started writing a story, here it is...
Never forgotten.
Hugging him tightly, she cried into his shoulder. Today was the day she had dreaded for a long time. The rain pelted to the ground, mimicking Monica's tears. She felt as if her heart was being ripped in two. She was about to lose her husband, her best friend.
Monica sat at the table slowly eating her breakfast. Since the day he left, everything was an effort. She sat listening to the television waiting for news, her stomach tightening into a knot. She got this feeling every time the news on the war came on. She spent everyday wondering if it was going to be zac's last. Don't get me wrong, she was proud of him but she was also angry at him for leaving her here, worried sick. It was about eleven when the phone went. Monica sprinted to answer it. She had no idea who it could be.
She sat in her chair, frozen, the phone still in her hand. She stared vacantly at her wedding photo. It had been the happiest day of her life. She remembered when they met at her friends birthday. She knew that day when their eyes met, it was the start of something. But now, just like that, it was the end