Found Along The Way

Daniel seemed perfect to Anya. Once he'd gone so had all of the pain he caused. Everything he did was shoved into the closet in the back of Anya's mind for her to forget, but without forgiving.
It seemed that everywhere Anya went, she saw Daniel. Ever since the break-up she'd become introverted and wanted nothing but her home, art group, and him (of course). And so her life had become simple. Talking to her best friend, sleeping, art, and thinking about him. For nine whole months, she had been almost subconsciously waiting for him to turn up at the door so she could jump into his arms and kiss him. Her quiet days became almost filled with imagined conversations between them, and all the bad about him seemed to have faded away. Because in her mind, he was perfect.