It was morning and as usual, I went to buy bread at the nearby shop.

My mind was all over the same thing all night. WHY.DID.I.NEGLECT.HER?!?

She must have felt so bad and more guilty of herself.

So that was why I bought her a special cake from her favourite shop.

When I entered home, there wasn't any noose coming from the kitchen but only the Tv from our bedroom. I smiled and went there slowly with my stick. I called out for her but she wasn't answering. So I made my way till the bed....until I felt a pair of familiar feet above my head.

I touched further upwards until her ankle jewel could be felt.....no..noo...no way!!!!!!

Immediately I began to yell out for her while trying to bring her down and tried myself to think it was just a bad dream. Helas it wasn't!!

Why?!? Why?!?!? WHY?!?!?!?

Suddenly I felt a letter beneath her corpse. A letter was written in braille language. She wrote everything about her feelings, her reaction, her sense of guilty and her love for me. She said that she didn't want to live a life whereby she felt distant with her husband.

After reading that letter, I couldn't hold back my tears...

Why she had to comit suicide?!?