There were many thoughts and a thousand 'what ifs' and 'what only's' as the horror, grief, and the adrenaline took over my mind and body for months afterwards. In reality, I'm not sure what more I could have done as he had organised everything down to the last detail. My thoughts now are mostly of sadness as time tends to accentuate his loss, his absence from my life. I simply go on loving him, go on missing him.