Amor Est Vitae Essentia/Difficile Est Longum Subito Deponere Amorem
an excerpt

Amor Est Vitae Essentia

There was someone who she wished was dead who wouldn’t stop trying to contact her, but that was neither here nor there. Kevin was, and always would be, a prize idiot, and that was just the way of it. Stupidity had dragged him into the bed of another woman, and Bailey wasn’t the type to suffer fools gladly, so she had kicked him out on his ear. Now he would phone or text at least twice a day, begging for forgiveness and swearing on his mother’s grave that he would never do it again. Bailey had to laugh, she was getting four weeks in a lovely Dales cottage, and it was Alice Moran, Kevin’s own mother, who had lent the place to her. Swearing on his mother’s grave indeed.

Difficile Est Longum Subito Deponere Amorem

I ran my fingers through Miro’s hair and him kissed softly on the forehead. I had no intention of losing him, but this already felt like goodbye. I vaguely remember seeing the blur of green paramedic coveralls, and feeling myself being led towards the waiting ambulance, but the next thing I truly remember was sitting in the Accident and Emergency department of Northallerton Friarage Hospital, Ben gripping tightly onto my hand, and seeing a doctor walking slowly towards me. Doctors don’t walk slowly, and as soon as I saw his face, I knew that I had lost him. The last member of my true family, and he was gone. We walked through to where Miro’s broken body lay cold and still. The doctor gently explained that there had been nothing they could have done, the lacerations had been too severe, and he had lost too much blood. I stood there, I don’t know how long, just staring at Miro’s face, tears stinging in my eyes and then felt a warm arm around my shoulders.
“Come on, darling. Let it all out.” Dan’s voice was soft and comforting in my ear as he held me close to him. I let the tears fall where they may, and he scooped me up into his arms.
“Dan, I am so sorry.” I said between sobs.
“There’s enough time for that later.” He whispered. “Do you want to go home?” I nodded dumbly, and he carried me out to the car.

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Wait a moment. What am I saying all this for? Please disregard that last paragraph. I only put it in for the word count. In fact this current paragraph is using up forty-three words from my target word count for the day. Yay!