I don't know where I would be without Louise. She has been my rock, my anchor in this storm of grief and despair that has consumed me since the tragic loss of my parents and Max. Her unwavering support and love have been the only things keeping me grounded in this chaotic world.
Louise is always there for me, ready to listen to my endless ramblings and offer a comforting shoulder to cry on. She never judges me for how I feel or what I say; she just accepts me as I am, broken pieces and all. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
I remember the day she found out about Max's death. It was like a punch to the gut for both of us. We sat together in silence, tears streaming down our faces as we tried to come to terms with the harsh reality of his absence. Louise held me close as I read his final words, feeling every word pierce through my heart like a dagger.
Since then, Louise has been by my side every step of the way. She checks up on me constantly, making sure that I eat enough food and get some sleep despite how difficult it may seem at times. She even convinced her parents to let us stay together under their roof so that we wouldn't be separated in foster care – something that still brings tears to my eyes when I think about it.
But even with all her efforts and kindness towards me, there are moments when darkness creeps back into my mind...when thoughts of joining Max haunt my every waking moment like a shadowy specter whispering sweet promises of peace from pain.
It scares me sometimes how easy it could be - just one swift action away from ending this agony once and for all… but then Louise's voice echoes within those dark corners reminding me gently yet firmly: "You are not alone Ruby; you have people who care about you deeply."
And so here I am today pouring out these words onto paper instead of letting them consume mе whole because somehow knowing someone cares enough makes facing another day bearable amidst this sea sorrow plaguing а soul already shattered beyond repair...
Thank you,Louise..for being thе light іn mу darkness..the оne person whо sees past thе broken pieces tо embrace mу wounded soul wіth compassion аnd understanding unlike anyone else could ever do...