One week later
*Ginny POV*
I sit looking at the letter in my hand, I had almost forgotten about it with India and Ben, Penelope being pregnant, me and Tom and so on, but here it is, and I know my life is about to take a new turn.
Honestly I have put it aside, maybe I should have talked with Tom about it, but I never expected us to get this serious and I never thought the answer would come back positive.
But how to take this talk with Tom ? It ain't going to be easy, I know he was hoping I would go with him to London, but I would just repeat my old life, be dependent on a man, spend my life sitting around waiting for him, not having a life of my own, it wouldn't be fair to any of us.
"What is that ?" Tom says, walking into the kitchen, his hair stil wet and slightly curly after his shower, how on earth will I be able to let this man go ? I feel my stomach ball up in pain.
I take a deep breath and hand the letter to him, looking for his reaction, not knowing what to say, he reads the letter, then he lights up in a grand smile. "Congratulations darling, I am so proud of you. I had no idea".
"Thanks, but I can't really do it can I, I mean it would mean having to stay here and you will be leaving soon, we couldn't be together ". I look at him.
He comes over, taking my hands in his, looking into my eyes, his eyes are shining with held back tears. "Ginny I love you, but if you give up this to go with me and just sit around waiting when I work, you will end up resenting me and I would never forgive myself".
"Thank you Tom, I love you too, but I guess you are right, I need to find myself before comitting to another man". I say squeezing his hand softly, this is really it, isn't it, no figthing or hard words, just the realisation of defeat.
He sits down next to me, biting his lip, looking so sad I just want to hug him. "So does this mean.. are we over ? Or how do we go about this ?"
"Could we see it as a break ? I mean I don't expect you to wait around for me, but I don't think we will ever be truly over". I ask softly, maybe later, but what are my chances he wont find someone else, no I am kidding myself here.
He gently cups my chin with his big hand, and kisses me softly. A single tear running down his cheek. "I agree, we will never be over, but I will wait for you, when you are ready I will be waiting, please know that".
"Thank you for being this understanding, but we better get into the theatre, tonight is your last night". I say getting up, I need to think of something else, or I am going to break down and probably change my mind.
We ride to the theatre in silence, just holding each other hands, I watch as India get Tom ready for his last performance, feeling the tears pressing on. This is a part of my life that is now over.
"Thank you sweetie, cross you fingers that I get through with not to many tears". He says, kissing India on the forehead, and then hugging me thightly before going to get changed.
As soon as he is gone India turns to look at me with concern. "What happened between you two mom ? And don't say nothing, because something clearly did".
"I just got my acceptance letter to parsons to study fashion, I am staying here when Tom leaves in a couple of days". I say, feeling the hollowness inside.
India looks torn. "Oh God you broke up with him ? I am proud of you mom, but I mean you and Tom are so perfect, I don't want to see you break up".
"We call it a break not a break up, I need to find myself, if I leave to be with him, with no life of my own, just sitting around waiting, then I end up repeating my past mistakes, and I think he need to get a bit of distance, find out if he is ready for a full commitment". I say with a small smile.
India comes over to hug me. "Oh mom, I am so sorry, but I have no doubt you two will find your way back together when the time is right".
"Well we will see, if it is meant to be it will happen". I say putting my arm around her shoulder. "Come let's go watch Tom for the last time".*India POV*
We stand to the side of the stage, watching Tom fight his way through the play for the last time, several times his voice breaks, and he has to dry away tears, he is clearly very touched, but I know it isn't just the end of the play leaving him raw and sad.
I watch my mom too, she has tears slowly running down her face as she is watching him, she looks so proud and so sad at the same time and it breaks my heart.
I do get that she wants to do something, to create her own life and future, but her and Tom are so perfect, and it hurts me to know that they are sacrificing that, especially with me leaving for London to be with Ben, my mom will be all alone.
When the play is done and Tom has bowed off to standing ovation from the audience, he comes over and I hug him, kissing his cheek. "You were amazing Tom and I am going to miss this".
"Thank you India, I will miss all of this to, so very much". His voice is breaking up again and my mom turn up, pulling him into a soft hug.
Watching them stand like that, hugging each other so fiercely they look like they are never letting each other go, makes me want to cry, knowing that letting each other go is excatly what they are about to do.
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