Final drabble, people. Thank you so much to everyone who's been reading.
W A T C H I N G
When I tell them she was the most important woman in the Universe, I don't add the 'to me'. I think they can tell by my voice.
Then she walks in, and the pain is unbearable, and why is it so hard to be happy when she's fine and breathing and…
She's not my Donna.
When I leave, she doesn't say goodbye. She never will again.
And I suddenly realise why it's me and not her telling this final story, here at the end-
It's because I'm the only one left.