How it should have gone...

This story is going to be written in parts.

It was a beautiful day. The grass was still damp with the morning dew. The sunlight was leaking through the trees, illuminating our small wooden house. It may not seem like much, but it was what I was proud to call my home. Every morning I would love to wake up next to her. She was everything I could ask for.
"Good morning." I said to her in a low tone.
"Morning." She replied, still half asleep.
"Would you like some breakfast?" I asked her.
"No thanks honey," She replied, "I have to go to town this morning and I can't be late."
She then proceeded to get out of bed and go into the bathroom.
"You want me to come to town with you?" I asked her.
It's not that I don't trust her on her own, but the town where we went to do our shopping wasn't exactly the safest of places.
"Sure honey, I just gotta go down to the pharmacy and see if I can rearrange my appointment."
So we proceeded to get dressed, do the usual morning routine and left out the door for the car.
"You coming honey?" My girlfriend shouted to me.
"Yea, just a second." I replied
I put down the razor blade and put it back in my secret container.
Something are best left secret in a relationship.


(AUTHOR NOTES)
This is the first part of a story I will be writing in memory of my recently deceased girlfriend. I would appreciate feedback, positive or negative, on how my writing has/can improve.
Thank you for reading,
-Jack.