As Shardaé sat quietly looking into his lifeless heart he takes his last breath. With tears running down her face she started to scream, no! Somebody do something! I can’t lose him; he’s all I have left! Resuscitate him! Please somebody help me! This can’t be happening to us; we vowed to love each other forever! How could this be happening? Other people’s relationships end not ours; other men are unfaithful not him; other men continuously beat their women, not him. Not him, not us and not now! This is the man I was supposed to marry. What am I going to do with my wedding dress and the invitations? How do I explain the sudden death of the relationship to my friends and family? Somebody, tell me how am I suppose to live without him after I’ve been in love with him for so long.