The house was strangely quiet as Matthew walked through the halls. He wasn't used to this silence. It had seemed to suffocate the joy out of what used to be a happy families' home. The silence was broken by a baby crying.

No, no, it was his baby, Matthew reminded himself.

The crying got stronger, and Matthew snapped out of it. He rushed over to the baby's room. Slowly picking up the baby boy, he tried to calm it down, but it was no use. Only one thing calmed down the baby.

"Would you like to go see Mommy?" He whispered.

At the mention of his Mother, the baby stopped crying. A faint smile flickered across Matthew's face.

"Well then, let's go see Mommy."

Cradling his child, the former pop star walked outside. He trudged through the soggy grass, eventually coming to the small grey stone.

Here lies
EVA VALENTINE
Beloved mother, wife, and friend.
Rest In Peace

Matthew's breath hitched as they sat down. The loss was still fresh, even though she had died while delivering their baby boy.

The baby was silent as they looked at Eva's grave. Eva had always been able to quiet him down, even in her last moments. In the silence, one thing could be heard.

"I miss you, Eva."