Sonya is dead

Mario called me at three in the morning. I thought something had happened to Sonya.

Instead he told me she had taken her own life.

I didn't know what to say. I don't know what to say now.

Mario is devastated. The future they were building ended with her—there is no baby, not the way anyone imagined.

Life is cruel. It's just cruel.

I told him I would be there for him. But I'm in New York and he's in Rome and there's nothing I can actually do except listen to him cry.