My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

It had been a month since Amanda was taken off life support. The lives of the Evans, Moriarty, and Palmer families had changed drastically.

No one saw it coming. No one could've imagined that all the peace they'd been living with the stream of good news, one after another-would end so suddenly.

Sadly, what the whole family feared most had come true: Amanda didn't make it. Lucius was the one who had to make the painful decision. She needed to rest- she had to go. She couldn't keep living like that... not really alive, not truly dead. It was something she had once confessed to him during a pillow talk-that being in that kind of state terrified her.

Lucius stood before the plaque marking where his young, beloved wife rested, holding a bouquet of flowers. She had never told him which ones were her favorite, so he brought her a mix-one of everything.

Standing there, he couldn't stop the lump in his throat from forming, or the tears from welling in his eyes as he remembered the absurd way she'd left him. Her last look, her final smile, the final time he felt the warmth of her body in his arms-it all played in his mind.

He cried in silence, still trying to accept that she was really gone. But it was impossible not to cry.

Amanda had come into his life out of nowhere. Now that he thought about it, it was as if life itself had foreshadowed it—she was never meant to stay.

He had met her one day at a café, though she insisted they'd actually met earlier —at the airport, arguing with Moriarty. She always claimed she'd liked him first and never let him forget it. But he remembered meeting her while she worked at the café.

so much like his mother's... her mischievous smile. It took him no time to talk to her, and even less to go on their first date. And even less than that to move

their relationship public than they did to end

Moriarty wouldn't let them live in sin. They had lived

in the end,,

were supposed

got to know her mother. She never got to feel her,

never got that first caress, that first kiss, that first meal. They missed the photo session they'd planned for before and after

look at his daughter, to hold her and know she'd never be in her mother's arms. Because Amanda had been unconscious the day

you-got your attitude too," Lucius said, his voice trembling. "She's a little screamer, just like you were. And God, I miss your yelling... I miss hearing you

care of her. She stayed home with her today- says she's still too little to bring here. But maybe in a few months, I'll

see Moriarty-he's gone crazy for her. And Angela and Valentina Even more so. My dad wanted me

their own lives. Diana's pregnant. I don't want to burden them-not when they need peace, when