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'I love you. I love you more than anything in the world. And I think, or I hope, you feel the same. And the idea of being on the other side of the world without you, physically hurts. I have to be on a plane in the morning I cannot say goodbye to you again. Neither of us have normal jobs or normal lives. And I think we need to take every chance we have. Come with me until you're well enough to work again and we will deal with that when it comes. But for now...for now, let's just be together.'

I never spoke about my feelings. I rarely spilled my heart. But I needed to make her see how much I loved her. How much I'd always loved her. And it was scary. Because I had let people into my heart before only to have it shattered. I couldn't let that happen again.

She sort of just stared at me. It felt like forever as the silence hung in the air. Was she about to break my heart again?

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