{Dorian’s P.O.V}
News about the bombing and the death of our daughter spread across the world. Our allies in the U.S. and internationally were sending gifts, flowers, and cards. Before anything was allowed near the house, I made sure that they were thoroughly checked and vouched for. Luckily, there were only minor injuries that day, that was all except our baby’s.
The memorial and mourning service lasted for two weeks, and Allie spent most of those weeks either hiding in our room or curled on the floor of the nursery hugging the baby blanket and stuffed monkey she had ordered. Due to the timing, Thanksgiving was canceled. I let Allie mourn and gave her the space she needed until she was ready. I didn’t have the courage to approach her, so I spent my time at
