The ending of Sarah and Harry's story, will they or won't they?
It has been five years since Harry and Sarah have seen each other. Sarah is now 29 and she is happily living in New York and pursuing her career. Harry is now 30 and he is living in Ho...
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Going back to work the next feels weird, feels as though i'm constantly trying to hide away from everyone around me. Harry keeps an eye on me though, which is something that has me distracted all through the day. He isn't being obvious towards the baby, but he is making sure that I'm not exerting too much on my body.
There are so many people that don't know, that don't know I'm carrying a child. Robert doesn't know that in five months I'll need to take a maternity leave, and Elouise has no idea that I'm about to bring a baby to an apartment meant for only one.
My stomach doesn't hurt as ferociously as it had been last week, back when i didn't know if I'd be giving this baby life or taking life away from it. Now I'm living in certainty, while also being completely and totally unsure of how this baby is going to have a stable family and life.
"Knock, Knock." Robert's fist taps on the glass door, my eyes diverting in his direction. He has a sheepish smile on his face, one he only wears when he's happiest while also being most relaxed. Something tells me Robert wasn't alone just before this.
"What's up?" I ask, acting as if I can't see right through his flushed cheeks and stumbled mannerisms. Elouise has got a hold on him, and she knows well enough that Robert also has a full hold on her too. He's going to break her heart, and I feel as though I should be responsible to say something to him.
"I just wanted to applaud you on the latest manuscript you've edited. It's getting published by the fall of next year." A smile erupts onto my face, happy that one of my edited editions has finally made its way to print.
"That's amazing. Can I ask who's manuscript it was?" Robert steps into my office and closes the door, said manuscript rolled up in his hand. I edit so many manuscripts that sometimes I forget just exactly who goes to print and who doesn't.
"Do you remember Willa Fields? The girl who wrote Ever Since You and I? Robert holds out the manuscript, the title ringing a bell once I see it myself. I remember her story now, the story of her love story.
"Her book is amazing. I can't believe I ever forgot about it." I flip through the pages, the storyline flashing back to me now. It was before any of the storm happened, before Harry was here and Corey wasn't. Before the baby, before the new love in my life.
Most importantly, I remember crying to every word she wrote. The story reminded me of Harry, of Harry and I at the time. Of course, I pushed it all down, hoping it would go away once I had finished the manuscript.
"Do you think I could meet her?" I place the manuscript onto the edge of my desk, hoping to look through it again with new eyes. I want to reread her love story, read how she ended things.
"I mean it might take a while. She isn't exactly from New York." I nod my head in understanding, realizing that I'll do anything to get her out here. Her story getting published is something I never expected to happen, since most first tries never see the light of day.
