Five years later ...
Sure enough, it just happened Spencer said just ... stopped texting Calling. Face timing.
Five years had passed since she's seen him. Talked to him. Heard his voice.
Five years. She breathed in the crisp London air. She had a TV interview for her new best seller.
She wondered ... no. He might not be in this part of London.
She had a few hours to spare before her interview, so she would be staying there.
The bustling streets were no place for a tourist as she awkwardly stared at her map.
She would need to get her GPS. And a taxi.
"Oh," Someone bumped into her. "I'm so sorry," He picked up his map, handing it to her.
He had an accent. "Can I help you where are you going?"
She knew his face. His voice. But they were more strangers than anything now.
"I'm trying
