Moving on

It was the next day, and it was twelve o'clock in the morning. There was two hours left before I have to go to headquarters. So, I was on my way to the bank to put my engagement ring in my deposit box.

It has been seven years since I Iost Nikolai and our unborn baby boy. I came to terms with myself after seven years and finally accepted that they were gone and that I won't see them again. I came to terms with myself that they were dead and no matter what I do it won't bring them back. I accepted that I had lost the love of my life and our baby, and I moved on.

I decided it was time I let go of him. I know even if I move on, I won't forget him because of the memories I have of us together. That is the hard part of having memories of someone who was once in your life and then suddenly wasn't anymore. You start thinking about the times you were together, where you were happy with each other and then you realise that it's just memories. You won't get to see that person ever again to make m