Her secret meetings all of a sudden had come to a halt. All meaning was lost. Her biggest fear had set in.
He was gone.
The touch of his hand, the sound of his voice, the warmth of his smile, as reluctant as she was about it all, it always had her coming back.
But now she stood there, for the last time ever. Hoping. Wishing. Praying.
He made his intentions clear at the start "I'm here for good this time. I promise." Another she had convinced her self he'd keep this time. Another that would be put to rest, a letter from the past that would never be reopened or reread. She knew it was too good to be true, but she was quick to grow on the thought of having him around...