Forced Love, I Don't Want It Anymore

My husband, David Federer, had my mother, Fiona Miller, brave the pouring rain to buy sanitary pads for his beloved, Freya Fox.

Tragically, Fiona slipped and fell on her way, and a speeding car took her life.

In her final moments, she clutched that bag of pads tightly.

I was shattered and dialed David's number over and over, desperation clawing at me.

Finally, when he picked up, his voice was laced with rage. "What the hell? Why is your mom taking so long to grab a simple thing? Freya's waiting for them! You need to hurry her up!"

That was the last straw.