"Time is the longest distance between two places..."
"...and it's certainly not something we have. I know that."
"I was always willing to give you space. Just extend that courtesy to me now—please. I know this week has been impossible. But have conviction in me, sweetheart. Trust that I’ll come through. Things will be clearer in time."
The words echoed like a whispered promise from a dream—barely real, but impossible to forget.
When I woke, the bed was cold. The room was still dim, the morning light only beginning to seep through the edges of the curtains. I was alone, and the silence was loud. My cheeks were sticky with dried tears, my body sore in a way that had nothing to do with the physical but everything to do with my emotions. I drew the sheets closer, curling into myself like i
