December 7th 2019, four days after Louis' death.

Dear Louis,

I haven't left the house since I found you that night. I've barely moved. Liam called again. I get he's worried but I just need to be alone.

My mum called too. I didn't answer again, I thought about it but in the end I just listened to the ring drown into the background before the room fell silent.

It's so silent. I don't like it. I can't hear your laugh, your voice, your breathing. I can't hear you.

It hurts so much. You said you would never hurt me, but I'm hurting more than I ever have before. But I still love you. I will always love you. My sunshine.

Love H.