Shane’s POV

I sat in the kitchen, thinking about her again, how she always had a cup of coffee waiting for me every morning.  How can my life goes on without her? 

My tears are running down again.  I do not seem to have control of my tear duct anymore, I let them run its own course.  I hide my face behind my hands, wanting this to be a dream.

I feel her suddenly.  My head jolt up slightly, but there is no one.

“Carm?” I whisper. This is silly, she cannot hear me.

 “Baby, I need you.” I shake my head.

“I miss you.”  I am talking to air, hoping that she could hear me somehow.

This is my morning routine, I think about her a little, then check on Sofia.  I learnt how to look after the baby myself.  Even if I am not in the mood, the baby still needs to be fed. 

I went into our bedroom. Baby Sofia looks so much like her, especially her smile.  She is going to make so many guys or girls fall for her, just like her mothers.  Everything reminds me of her.  My tears are streaming down again.  I look away, not wanting Sofia to see me crying all the time.

The day I found out she was pregnant was the best night of my life.  I couldn’t believe that I was going to have a family of my own, with the woman that I love so dearly.  Without her, I couldn’t imagine this would ever happen to me.  

I watched her suffered during her pregnancy.  Every time she threw up, my heart ached.   I wished I could take away the pain.  She never once complained about it to me. I swore to myself that I was going to love her forever.  Although being as pretty as she was made it so much easier, all I could do was to love her more.

She picked the name Sofia, after we found out that the baby is a girl. She had been through tons of books on baby names and finally decided on this Latin name. It means wisdom.  Who am I to disagree with a lovely pregnant woman?  But truth be told, I love this name, Sofia Carmen McCutheon.  If the baby is taking my surname, it’s only fair that her middle name is hers.