Chapter Three

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I woke up to Caspar gentaly kissing my cheek and gazing into my tired eyes. As he backed away, he said "goodmorning beautiful, breakfast is ready, i love you". As i sat up, he placed a tray on my lap which gave me a warm feeling. I looked at the tray, seeing a plate with a full english breakfast and a glass of orange juice. He even found raspberries, my favourite fruit. "Just for you..." Caspar whispered. I smiled as i tucked in. "So when do you need to go back to vegas?" I said curiously.

"I need to catch the flight tonight" he said with a sad tone and exspression. "I wish you could stay forever, i miss you everyday" i mumbled, keeping the emotions in. "I do too..." Caspar answered as he hugged me tightly.

Later that evening, Caspar and I travelled to the airport. Caspar caught his flight and i was left alone, with the company of tears that tumbled down my cheeks. 'Why' i thought.

As i walked out of the airport, i called over a taxi which stopped infront of me. I opened the door weakly, and slowly sat down. "To 32 abold road please" i said as i closed the taxi door.

10 minutes later the taxi pulled up infront of my house. "How much" i asked, too tired and sad for politeness. "7 pounds please". The taxi driver sounded stubborn and blunt, and he looked almost anggry at me. As i neared my hand closer to him, he snatched the money out of my hand. "Thankyou" he said sarcastically. I got out and whispered to myself as he drove off "idiot"

When i got in, i went straight to bed, the room still set up like it was last night, but a bit messier. I didnt bother to get changed. I just lied, cuddling the pillow which holds caspars scent. Waiting, waiting for him to come back...

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