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Troyes pov

I missed Connor.

A lot.

I had time.

Just like I asked for.

But it was too much time. I sat alone for hours with nothing to do.

I missed Connor.

A lot.

So I drove.

I drove out of town.

I drove and I thought about the past month.

I thought about heartbreak.

I thought about the recovery from heartbreak.

I thought about Connors fear of love.

I thought about my fear of being heartbroken.

I turned the car around.

I drove back into town.

I picked up some sunflowers on the way.

On the way to Connor's apartment.

My throat was on fire.

My stomach was in a huge knot.

I fought back tears as I stood at his door.

I looked like shit.

But who cares.

He opened the door.

His eyes.

His hair.

Him. Connor.

A look of pure sadness and relief washed over his face.

I held out the bouquet of sunflowers, too scared to say a thing.

I choked back my tears.

He took the flowers without a word.

I stood there.

He walked closer.

He put his hand on my cheek they way he did that night on the grass.

He leaned in.

I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

His lips slowly pressed against mine.

Gently and softly he kissed me.

All my pain from that last month fell away.

I kissed him back.

Connor.

He pulled away and looked into my eyes.

"I missed you so much'" Connor whispered.

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