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Part 74

Maya:

I opend the letter and started reading.

I was feeling the tears at the back of my eyes burning to fall down my cheek.

'Maya Alice Mari Steinfeldt. I'm sorry about everything that went wrong with both us and our relationship.

I was a douch, I get it. But loosing you is my biggest fear.

I want to hold you again, kiss you, hug you, call you mine and just be in your presence. I love you Maya.

Please just give me one more chance to make it up to you about everything we argued about. Because I'm the only one that knows you Maya.

Like really know you, who understands you, who gets you.

I love it how you speak your mind and the way you laugh at your own jokes, the way you sit down on the floor infront of your big mirror whilst doing your hair and makeup, the way you play with your bracelet every time you get nervous, the way you only buy strawberry shampoo because it reminds you of your uncles farm, the way you go on and on about your love for the pianos and guitars, your passion in music and management.

But most of all, I love the feeling of your hands in my hair, the way you kiss my lips, the way you call my name and make my heart beat faster and slower just by walking in the room, the way your eyes light up when I sing to you, the way I always get to hold you.

And I love the way you are always on my mind, the feeling of your hand in mine with our fingers intertwined, the way I get to say I love you and hearing you say it back.

I love you Maya and I don't want us to argue, I don't want to lose you. I'm gonna make this right and I'm gonna marry you one day my love.

You're the only one for me.'

I wiped the falling tears off my cheeks and felt an arm wrapping around my waist.

"I was going to send it to you but I never got the courage. I wanted to say those things to you in person and make it right." Shawn said and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I love it. How you mentioned everything you know and love about me." I said with a smile and sniffed. "Maya, baby, that's one one bit of all the things I love about you." He said, kissing my cheek.

I took his hand in mine and intertwined our fingers.

'Flight number 423 ready to board'
The intercom went off and he handed me my coffee that he got us. We got up and I took my carry on bag.

"Let's go home." He said and I kissed him, letting my lips linger on his for a second before pulling away.

We walked over to the line of people readying to get in the flight.

We're going home.