A/N For some reason I can only write sad things. Character death warning.

It was the most beautiful day imaginable. The sun was shining with not a dark cloud in the sky. The birds were joyously singing in the trees. The scent of late summer flowers blew along the cool summer breeze. It was the happiest of beautiful days.

And Elsie Hughes hated it.

She hated the flowers for their sickly sweetness. She hated the birds for their raucous symphony. She hated the sun for shining so brightly on a day that should be nothing but rain clouds.

Most of all, though, she hated Charles Carson.

She drew on that hatred as Reverend Travis spoke words of interment. She let it grow into anger as the coffin was lowered into the ground. It festered inside her as she offered a tight smile to the well-wishers filing past her offering their meaningless condolences. By the time she watched the last of the earth placed upon the grave, it had grown into a great ball of rage.

Glaring at the freshly turned earth, her hands curled into fists. How dare he? How dare he leave her now? Leave her now when it was one week to the day when they should have become one? How dare he?

She fell to her knees grasping at the earth covering him. Tears flowing down her face, she finally said aloud the words she had wanted to say to him since his proposal.

"I love you," she gasped. "I love you. I love you."

Her tears soaked the ground as the sun continued to shine and the birds sang their lullabies.

A/N 2: I don't know why I am writing all this sad stuff. I should be finishing Violet Storm and this is what I end up with. :/ Let me know what you think if you have the time.