Nick's p.o.v.
Slowly Jade became weaker and weaker. I hated seeing her that way, it made me feel so helpless. We did things that we had always talked about but had never done before, like the weekend in Australia. I had mended the fences, so to speak. I had become the person I once was; the person I had lost long ago. I took on the family role, taking care of her and Chase. His first word was `mama.' He walked not long after I had come home. Jade and I were very happy that she was there for the first words, the first steps, and much more. Jade had written in her journal everyday and when she didn't have the strength to write anymore, I had filled in her words for her. It will be something that I will always cherish. It has spanned a great many of years and I learned some things about her that I never knew, some things I will never fully understand, and I learned that it made me love her even more; if that was possible.
* * * * *
The service was beautiful. Many of the people that had come were already gone. I stared down at the casket as they were lowering it and I felt like jumping in. I didn't want to live without her. She was my soulmate. We were made for each other in god's eyes. No matter how long I lived, there would never be another. No one would ever compare.
"We'll be in the car," Alex called out.
I glanced back for a second and saw Alex and Raven getting into the driver and passenger seat.
"Just like you, I was never a person of many words. So, here goes. I miss you, I will always love you, and I will never forget you."
I pulled the white rose to my nose and inhaled the scent. I lightly kissed it and threw it onto the lowered casket.
"Goodbye my love."
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