I'm up to the last of the letters. This time it's a package. As I rip open the cardboard box, my breath catches in my throat. Inside the small box, is Sofia's wedding ring. By it, a card is scrawled with words. Kira... I don't know how to say this. I love you so much, and I'm so sorry. When we met, I'd been diagnosed with terminal cancer. I only had two years to live. The thing I always said? Live every moment? It's my motto because I realized how precious each moment is when you know the number left on your clock. I'd been writing these since our honeymoon. It was only a matter of time. I'll see you again, my love. You and our beautiful girls. Just follow the horizon, Kira. The horizon leads to the end, and I'll be waiting..... -Until we meet again, Sofia...
And that's what I'll do. I'll follow he horizon. As far as it goes. I'd go anywhere for Sofia. Sofia is the only end I can ever look towards.
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Finding the Horizon
ChickLitWhat if you spent the best years of your life with someone you loved? What if you built your world around them? What if one day they disappeared? What if the last thing left of them were countless letters, addressed to the never-ending horizon?
