Status: TwoShot

What Keeps You Warm at Night

”I can't live like this” I sighed with tears in my eyes.
We were standing in our kitchen, I was holding our 1 year old daughter Quinn.
”I have to find out who killed her.” Mike simply said.
”It's been two years now and you still haven't found anything.” I tried reasoning with him.
”I'm sorry but I can't give up” Mike said and walked out.
I tried holding back the sobs but wasn't able to, they fell down my cheeks and Quinn just looked at me.