Making funeral arrangements. This should be a nightmare but it's just become logistics.
The future we were building stopped when she did. There is no child to plan for. Only this.
I keep thinking I should have seen it coming. That I should have been more present. That I should have—
But there's no good answer to that.
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Don't blame yourself, Mario. You couldn't have known.
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